Silvertip Mountain Viva la vida (PACK HUNT)

Krypton was as she always was when Grayday saw her - warm-furred, wise-eyed, and and gorgeous. At her words, a banner seemed to unfurl in his heart, and for a moment, he simply admired her in dizzy abandon. Soon, though, orders were being given out, and Gray shook himself out of it in time to hear about his part. Being part of the ambush pleased him as much as anything - the faster wolves could do the chasing, and he would wait at the end with his brawn.

He turned his back on the beautiful beta, following in cheerful duty after Steady. "I have a big mouth and a strong grip - in my old pack, I was to grab the flank or leap onto the back, where other wolves had more trouble," he said conversationally, hoping he might get the same duty, here. It was what he knew, and he hoped to impress the beta with his skills - even if he was determined not to grow close to her. "But if there is something else you would like me to do, I will do it."

He'd do just about anything for a good meal, right about now.