Redtail Rise Strike Silently

Despite his wanderlust, Arion stayed in the newly established pack and did what he could do to serve it. Being dutiful was not what the greek was best at, he loved to suddenly leave packs and go on month long journeys before joining a new pack in a new area. And truthfully he was tempted to do so, but this time something was different, he was determined to stay and at least help this pack become strong before he left once more. And so, despite hating patrolling the borders, that was exactly what he did now.

Leaving his den, (he had finally found time to finish digging one), he patrolled the borders, lifting a hind leg every once and a while and spraying his scent onto the borders, marking it as claimed land. Arion had made sure to take the extract that early morning just to be able to patrol properly and not simply wandering off to hunt.

After the patrol, the stallion walked to the top of the rise, intending to rest before his mission of hunting and filling the caches began. That was when the Acheron noticed an unfamiliar dark furred figure on a ledge, he had not seen her before but she seemed to be one of the pack members. She seemed to be staring at the birds that were flying around the forest below, those were hawks weren't they?

Why the hell was this lady staring at the forest, didn't she have better things to do? With a annoying smile, he drawled, his voice loud enough to reach her ears. "Whats your name? And what the hell are you doing?"