luck and pluck

Feel free to skip me! Atreyu's just all ಠ_ಠ from a distance

The pending of the move weighed heavily on his mind. Just like that, they would soon leave the Bay altogether and start a new life...wherever they decided. Whenever they decided. Atreyu was not the explorer he once was, he found he actually liked having a single place to live now, to call home. The waiting for the call to leave was unsettling and left him restless. Charon would ultimately be the one who decided this, he assumed. While Thistle was still Alpha, he had no doubt that her adopted son would take the reins from her — whether she liked it or not.

When a lone howl rang out, Atreyu froze. It hadn't been the one he had been expecting however. It was a female's voice, one from the borders. He set off at a quick lope, his haphazard limping becoming steadier by the day.

Charon and Floki's scent mix with the stranger's own as he drew closer. He heard faint voices but couldn't pinpoint them. With hesitation, the Gamma followed the scents and paw prints left in the sand before he spotted them. Three wolves up ahead on the edge of the territory. He stopped short a few yards away, visible but too far away to converse without shouting. The dark one earned his attention as he studied her lean physique and commanding posture; was this the Alpha Charon was talking about? Atreyu remained where he was, watching and judging from a distance as the Beta and his brother greeted the stranger.