Ouroboros Spine la nuit du chasseur [PACK HUNT]

He was just heading back to their love nest den when Cara had called the pack together for a hunt. Right on time... He thought, as the howl accompanied a gurgle in his stomach. The Beta was prepared to go hungry that night, and wake up in the morning to hunt for himself and his mate, but the prospect of a full-on hunt with the whole pack was worth staying up for.

The assassin increased his speed, closing the distance between himself and his alpha. He saw that he wasn't the first to arrive, which didn't irk him at all. The Beta simply strode over to Cara and butted her head affectionately, then sitting beside her in the spot reserved for the King Consort.

His glacier-like eyes combed the gathered crowd, recognizing only a few faces: Sitri, loyal as ever, and one of the new arrivals, the sister Wyvern. The other two white females (a pattern he had seen steadily rise as of late) were unfamiliar, but he would get to know their names later. For now, he pressed his side against Cara's and shut his eyes for a bit as he waited for the others.