Hell

yay surprises!

It was... warm with an extra splash of humid. For him, the temperatures weren't entirely insufferable, but they were definitely uncomfortable. He'd taken to appreciating the shade for what relief it could offer from the sun. He skirted around the trunks of trees as if to cling to them as he carried a pheasant along with him. He'd found it while out walking the territory perimeter and now it was his, or rather, his sacrificial offering to his mate who seemed disinclined to let anyone near her unless they came with food gifts.

The pheasant's tail feathers dragged along behind him. It was a touch difficult to walk around, but with the right grip he managed it and turned back towards the inner places of their packlands and towards the caverns his cavefemale had taken as her own. For as much as it amused him that she'd settled in a place so befitting of her, he was also secretly pleased she'd approved of his suggestion. Those grounds were most certainly hers and in time, their family's.

He neared the entranced and dropped the bird. Scenting her, he realized she must have only recently drifted from the area before retreating into darkness. He scanned the nearby area, noting that it was void of any other wolf, before he picked up the pheasant once more and proceeded to enter the main room. He took a few paces into the darkness before lingering as he let his eyes adjust. He'd not see his mate in this darkness and her perfume was everywhere.

Ears lifted, he awaited her familiar growl of warning as he dropped his peace offering at his feet and nosed it forward. Bait the dragon. Step back. See if it held any interest.