new as the rising sun

When the grey boy revealed himself, the golden mask upon his face was offset by the greenery that clung to his fur in bits. The beta studied him carefully and after a long moment finally revealed a smile and a nod to beckon him closer. They were pack, little as Tryphon had been around, and pack took care of each other. He had been there during their time of need and that was all that Kaskara truly cared about. For now.

"You've grown." The observation wasn't warranted, but she didn't know what else to say to him then. "I'm sorry we haven't gotten to know each other well. It is something I need to fix, knowing my pack." She seated herself near the stream and watched him, wondering. "I can't imagine that returning to us just at the brink of disaster has been easy for you." With that, she invited him to speak. Perhaps they could use his wanderlust to their advantage. Kaskara was the sole outrider, but they would need others soon enough. She felt the pull of roaming as sharply as Tryphon did, but her sense of duty held her back.