Swiftcurrent Creek avoidant

Ferdie shook himself his pelt though well groomed was duller then normal, no spring time matts or clumps held his coat in place and as he shook, more then a fair share of fur entered the air to be taken by the breeze, not that he noticed. He had always prided himself on keeping his pelt clean and free of debris, one might wonder where he got the time to hunt if they saw how much time he spent grooming.

Ferdie felt oddly comfortable with haunter, the male didn’t seem at all angry with him, he knew now his worry had been for nothing, and perhaps someday he would ask Haunter to a friendly spar but not in front of Fox he didn’t want to cause any more trouble.

A big smile lite Ferdie’s face as his alpha accepted the gift. He knew she held no love for him, she had been clear about that so far, the infatuation he had for her was very one sided. In the time he had gotten to know the lithe female he admired her both mind and body. He had watched her from afar as well as near, he wasn’t stalking her per-say they did live together in the same territory. Everything he had hunted for himself he had offered to her when he could, It was starting to show for below his pelt he had lost some weight.

He also watched the other wolves which was evident by the news he had to share, He knew much but be wouldn’t speak unless it was inquired upon. Fox’s words made his heart sink a little. He could tell he was about to be dismissed again, this much he had learned about Fox. He needed to harden his heart a little, being dismissed over and over would help over time; and so he offered his knowledge sadly knowing his reward... She asked me to retrieve Lecter she had said Sitri could learn Shamianc arts apparently... what ever that is... Ferdie didn’t know or understand the ways of the shaman, and after having met lecter he wasn’t about to go chasing after those ‘shamanic arts’ himself

There it was, Ferdie prepared himself to be told to leave. If asked he had would so as graciously as he could.