Silvertip Mountain Viva la vida (PACK HUNT)

Nanook grew more comfortable in Silvertip with every passing day, but she had yet to acquaint herself with most of the wolves who lived on the mountain. She could pick out their individual scents, but gleaned little from these save for their gender and rank. The voice that reached her that day, however, was one she knew, and her ears pricked to catch the message Krypton delivered. Good news at that, for the herds had returned, and a hunt was at hand.

She had never hunted in a pack before, and her nerves burned at the prospect. For a moment she hesitated, only to set off toward the hollow regardless of her insecurity. She couldn't forget her words to Krypton the night of her acceptance. If she wanted to learn, she couldn't hide from opportunities like this.

Nanook arrived to a sizeable gathering, and a quick assessment of those present drew only partial comfort. Krypton and Ezekiel she knew by name, but the other three only by scent, and Nanook approached with her body lowered and tail pressed between her hocks. She offered a tentative lick to her leaders - Krypton, and a dark man - in submissive greeting, before she backed up and settled herself some paces from her Beta. Though she buzzed with nervous energy at the idea of the hunt and from being with so many she knew so little about, a glance at Krypton grounded her, and she hardened her face against the unknown. She wanted to show the Beta that she hadn't made a mistake when she took her in, that she wanted to be a part of this pack, even when she only wanted to turn and run.