Northstar Vale steady as a beating drum

If Tryp had remarked on his innermost feelings in regards to how the day would go, Rannoch would have quickly agreed with him. Tryp was a wolf that the Alpha had respected since their first interaction, and he was more than glad to have him among the ranks. He was valuable, and the wolves of the Vale were lucky to have him. 

Taking the lead, Rannoch wandered off towards the river with the large male at his side. It was an ideal day to be out and about, and the man did not foresee the weather interrupting their expedition. Taking no more than ten minutes, they arrived on the shore and with the flowing water to the Alpha's left, Rannoch turned towards Tryp with a nod and a wag of his tail while inhaling the fresh scents that were present around them. 

The one that stuck out to Rannoch the most prominent was of vole, but, after a moment of attempting to place a claim on one of the many scents, Rannoch looked to the other curiously, seeing what scents he could pick out.