just a little unwell

@Bayou

Akhlut remembered Roz from a brief meeting on the borders. She was young, a bit odd perhaps, but showed a cringing submission and had said enough to earn her a place among his ranks. True, he knew she would need guidance, and if she had no other kin among his number, then he would have to be the one to provide it. He had supposed that she could fare well enough for herself, but from Kennedy's report, it seemed he was mistaken.

The dark Alpha trailed the girl's scent for some time in the llate evening twilight. He'd meant to find her earlier in the day, but a troublesome badger had kept him otherwise occupied, and yet he didn't wish to put matters off until tomorrow. How he would handle the youth, he had no idea; it would depend on her behavior and her words. If she could not be civil to her packmates, they would have issues, but from the sound of things her behavior towards Kennedy had been odd, teetering on the edge between simply not knowing proper behavior, and choosing not to use it.

"Roz, " the Kesuk-Nereides male announced loudly, feeling certain that he had tracked her to the vicinity overlooking a lower precipice beneath the Ridge proper, overgrown with underbrush and stunted trees. "there is a matter we need to speak of." He arranged his features in a manner that was stern but not unkind, seating himself primary and waiting for her to reveal herself.