Moonspear a grin made for war

Shucks!

Once the stick had broken, nothing happened.  He didn’t notice any scents that didn’t belong and there isn’t any more movement that draw his attention to anything.  The growl quieten the area around them.  It doesn’t last long when Wildfire speaks up, a little more relieved of herself.

“Maybe.  We should check it out, though, just to make sure?” he asks, wondering if it might make her feel better that they won’t find anything if they went further into the dark to clear the threat.

Lex takes a few steps forward, looking back out through the woods.  His steps are careful and quiet, despite his size, to further make sure the pack is safe.