The Lightning Strike

Tonravik nodded at both her mate and Nanuk. She looked back to the horizon, the sky yellowing in an ugly bruise past the orange. It was ominous... and she wanted to leave, now. "I will go now, with some others. You two pick up the rest." Tonravik trusted their leadership ability and their knowledge of terrain. But they needed to be fast about this. Tonravik shook out her furs and thought of Echelon, who would surely travel with her. Tonravik would howl to her subordinates and the first few to come with her would join her now; the rest would go with her mate and Nanuk, equally capable and competent leaders.

But she needed some wolves by her side to help grab the available plot of land for however long they might need it for. The alpha female waited to hear their response, ears cupping. The sooner she left, the better.