kennethThe ebony prince had just finished patrolling the borders of Blackfeather Woods and spent the rest of the morning filling up the caches, eating none of the food he caught, or the ones in the cache for himself. If wolves could sweat, the exiled wolf would be covered in it already, probably drowning in them. Kenneth did not relax until he was certain most of the caches were full and the pack would be well fed, and right now, to him, there were still more prey to catch and more caches to be filled. He knew he had to work hard to earn a place in the Woods, and so that was what he was going to do.

kennethBrows furrowed in concentration and exhaustion, fierce white eyes narrowed as he stalked the prey through the thick woods that composed of his pack lands. He blended in almost perfectly into the shadows, thanks to the darkness the lands provided, and the clouds that covered sky today. Things went made for the exiled prince when he reached one of the lighter parts of the forest, covered in a carpet of blood red bushes. His shadow fell threateningly over the prey he was chasing and it immediately ran.

kennethLuckily the white eyed male was an experienced hunter, having hunted all by himself for his entire life, nobody liked to feed a black bastard, even if the black bastard happened to be the son of the Alphas, the prince of the pack. A black wolf was no prince in the northerner's eyes. All black wolves were bastards in their father's eyes. However, Ken thanked whatever deity was up there that he had not been pampered as a child, as his experience helped him now.

kennethKenneth ran after the prey, midnight paws skimming easily over the carpet of bushes and he pounced with a cat like grace, making him look almost like a panther for a second. Gleaming alabaster fangs sank into the animal's windpipe and killed it instantly, he straightened up and shook his black fur free of any debris. Hunger gnawed at his belly, but it was mild so he ignored it. However, any passerby would notice he had not eaten for the entire day. It was late afternoon by then, sunset soon arriving.

kennethThe familiar voice of his leader alerted him of her presence, eyes of fresh snow alighted on the form of Meldresi, he offered her a faint smile of gratitude and a dip of his head in thanks to her compliment. Trotting forward with the prey in his jaws, he dropped it in front of her, "You can have it," the ebony male said softly, respectfully. Normally he would've cracked a sarcastic joke or something annoying but this was the Alpha, and he did not know if she appreciated such things. "If it was a wolf, it would not have been a good kill, too messy. I still need to perfect it, in case I need to kill someone."

kennethThere was something he wanted to ask Meldresi the moment he heard the rumours flying about, he had heard them when he was a lone wolf, and he still heard them now. "I've been wanting to ask you something," Kenneth said, his voice naturally soft but still managing to retain the quiet confidence he emitted and carried loud and clear through the air. His stance, though respectful and submissive to his leader, was still full of pride.

kenneth"Is it true a Brotherhood resides in this pack?" He asked with concealed curiosity.