Redtail Rise black sheep

Unlike the others, Saena's return did not calm Gunnar. It brought with it some nasty business and instead he worried about her and the pack. He continued his patrolling, a habit his father had ingrained in him quickly. He had already sacrificed to Odin and the few others he could think of to help protect the pack. BUt he knew that it still depended on the pack, whether they were okay and protected. The Gods were just a little extra insurance. 

Gunnar was coming the opposite way, so he didn't know that another wolf was out and about on this dreary day. He tilted his head and continued on, leaving his scent on the borders whether it was urine, fur, or his own personal smell from paws and the like. As he continued his eyes caught movement and he recognized the wolf from the pack meeting. He chuffed and spoke softly, Hello.