Blacktail Deer Plateau Quite The Stressful Day

After the curious scene he'd arrived to previously, the boy had been given a task and he would not let the older male down. It was comforting to know that Grayday trusted him to complete this job, and perhaps even if it was a small one, he'd carry it out the best he could.

So the first one he sought out was Engel. Sorrel was shaken up and Kieran had little want to further agitate her, so his nose tracked the other male swiftly as his mind pondered possible reasons for the leader's outburst. That, and he wished to know how he was doing, for it had been clear he too had been scared. The young hunter would admit, Day could be scary - it was a side to him that the Streiter had never before seen. 

When at last he stopped tracking the scent, he felt his heart lurch - the den that had seen Heartha's last breath. True, he may not have known the older woman all that well, but it was like she always been there, for in a way she had. All throughout his childhood she'd been present, since birth, a distant figure perhaps but a comforting one. Her loss had been painful, he knew, on the other male - her mate, though Kieran could not recall his name.

"Engel?" He spoke softly, voice calling out gently as he entered. There - a sulking figure turned away from him. Perhaps Engel had known Heartha? It seemed that could certainly be the case. The yearling saw no other reason for his choice in location. With a small breath, he slowly came up beside the other male.