Silvertip Mountain I hate being alone

Peak seemed to relax, though he still respected Steady by not having his head higher than his own. The newly appointed Beta respected that. Peak told him how he had lived in Alaska, he and his family migrating down. Why did you leave them? Steady asked. Steady had left his home pack, too, but it was on good terms. He thought it said a lot about a wolf as to why they left their home.

I'm from Wisconsin, he replied when Peak asked. My parents lead a pack there. I left with my sister to come find FitzDutiful, he explained. It was a pretty simply story, he supposed. Steady stopped as they came upon the lake. This lake is one of our main water sources, he said. It's stocked with fish, too, he added. Although, with the nearly frozen temperatures they were seeing, most wolves wouldn't think of taking a dip, even for fishing. Spring would be here soon enough, though.

After answering any questions Peak might have about the lake, Steady kept moving, thinking of the next spot to take Peak. How much do you know about healing? Steady asked, remembering the other male had mentioned it when he was requesting to join. Maybe he could teach Mason a thing or two.