Swiftcurrent Creek death brings life · pack meeting

The meeting seemed to be at an end. None appeared to wish ill upon Fox, at least not openly, and the wolves took to their new assignments without issue. Njal cast a glance towards the pale man whose voice was low, and ultimately impossible to truly hear. His eyes travelled to the creatures with which he shared company, and he paced - brushing softly against Jinx and passing the unknown Solene, and then to Fox, who was carefully nudged in a friendly manner. He waited with the others for dismissal, but was itching to leave.