Porcupine Ridge dorsatum

Not late at all! :)

One by one his wolves joined him. First, the silver and black female, then the silent wanderer, the yearling, and finally Terich. Their voices blended as one, unified in the same way that they were all bonded as pack. The black wolf's tail swept from side to side in broad, happy arcs. He had accomplished what he had initially set out to do, and was fully content.

He leaped down from the rock.

It was time to gather his packmates and hunt.