Whitefish River My brothers will die,

Fishing was not a strong suit, but she was learning. As a large warrior, it was harder to tackle on the smaller prey. Orlaith always preferred a bigger game, but she did find out.. Some fish can be pretty fucking massive. Proudly so, she held a large salmon between her jaws from earlier fishing.

Kinda bear-like, in the way she only sat in the river and thrashed around until the flaming wolf got lucky. It was harder to capture the slippery smaller ones, but the big boys? Hell yeah.

For near a moon Howl had been searching the southeastern region of the Wilds. Becoming a one wolf search party was not his intent. As he climbed the mountains of the Sunspire to Sawtooth Spire the scent of the pack that once resided there had faded. Along with the scents of his mate, Star, and their two children. For days he had spent hours of his time trying to track scents that were months old with no success. Aimlessly he searched the other landmarks of the region coming across nothing and no one that would point him in the direction of his family. What had happened to them and where they had gone were a mystery to him causing him great distress. The only thing that gave him hope was that there were no signs of a struggle or violence within their former territory. Perhaps a pack disbandment or a move, whatever the possibilities were they were all speculation. No one option a greater likelihood than the other. 

Regardless of his uneventful search, he had to come home and be with his girls once again. He'd reacquainted his scent with the border as to get the scent of the unclaimed Wilds off his back and ease the minds of any new soul that had become part of the pack. After greeting his girls he wanted nothing more than to relax his no longer youthful bones. 

With the prospect of a bit of hydrotherapy on his mind, he wondered to the water. Before arriving he could hear the splashing of water, a sign that he would not be alone. As he came closer the appearance of a young multi-colored female caught his eye. Within her jaws was a large red salmon. "A fine catch you have their Miss," he said announcing his presence. "Do you intend to capture more, or shall that satisfy your need?"