Redhawk Caldera Fwoosh

He was there. Several wolf lengths behind them. He caught the look that Lucy cast over her shoulder and nodded to her with a brief smile. It seemed to him that both of his companions were a bit unsettled. Nevoukuu he expected it from but not Lucy after she had confidently lead them here.

The white wolf came to stand beside her to offer his quiet support. She tipped her head back to howl for a leader and make their presence known, and he tipped his own to let his eyes travel the wooded slopes. Layers upon layers of scents told him that the mountain had been home to a pack for a long time. It was a promising sign for a wolf in need of a stable home.

"Hopefully this works out for you," he murmured to Nev.