Silvertip Mountain Whistle while you work

@FitzDutiful Set before the cougar thread

Steady had been working hard to keep the borders of the pack safe, constantly trotting along them, scent marking, and making sure no wolves crossed into the territory. He found he quite enjoyed the work, though. It kept his mind focused on the pack, and not the fact that he had yet to find his sister. He hadn't left the pack since he got here, and it could be that she had found her own pack and that's why she hadn't showed. He feared he would have to wait until spring to continue his search for her, especially if the snow was heavy here this year.

This afternoon, he elected to patrol the southern borders. His trot was steady, with purpose, his nose to the ground, searching for any scents. He stopped when he found the scent of rabbits. It wasn't what he was looking for, but he played with the notion of tracking them down. The pack hadn't had a decent hunt lately, and some meat would help. Suddenly, a flash of red dashed in front of him, heading out of the pack lands. A fox, most likely after the same thing he thought about going after. Now, though, he had a different prey in mind.

His hind legs kicked, propelling him forward after the intruder. He wouldn't generally attack a fox, but it was in their pack lands, taking their food. It ran faster once it realized he was coming after it, and Steady picked up his pace, as well. Once he crossed the borders, though, he came to a slow stop, assuring the fox was still heading away from the territory. He watched it for a few moments before turning back to continue his patrol.