Stone Circle the "looks decent" wagon didn't pass me by

This pack, unlike most in the area, didn't seem to have much in the way of youth. Though this certainly sweetened the deal for Murdock, he would've stopped just about anywhere, at this point. Because, sure, he could keep - and had been keeping - himself fed, but it was so much easier to do so when surrounded by other wolves. You could skip a few days hunting and still get a meal at the end of the day. And yeah, he was dashing alright, but even he got tired of his company after a few weeks all by his lonesome.

He dragged his tired paws a few more feet before settling onto his haunches and giving a querying howl. Anybody home? When he lowered his head, his tongue lolled out in exhaustion. Heat had been collecting in his fur all day long, and the fingers of the evening were slow-reaching in this part of the land, and especially so during this time of year.