Porcupine Ridge The Highs and Lows

Hope you don't mind me!

The Gamma had been quite aloof lately, nursing his sore feelings over the loss of beta, and wondering what on earth he could do about it. Likely he'd end up doing nothing, since Farstep did seem to be the better fit for the role, but it still wounded his pride a bit to lose to another. Perhaps it was just the push he needed to quit the last vestiges of childhood and finally "grow up" as his father would say. You know, find a mate, start a family, become dependable and all that. It wasn't that he didn't want those things, truly; it was just he wasn't sure who he might want those things with. Capriccio might be the first and obvious choice to some, but she was the alpha female, and it seemed with each passing day they grew further apart.

That day he was taking a stroll through the ridge, mulling over his own thoughts and trying not to get too depressed, when he spotted a female laughing to herself on the ground. Ears perked, Terich went over and eyed her. "Are you alright?" he asked, not having seen her walk into the tree, but concerned just the same. Few sane wolves sat on the ground just laughing to themselves for no good reason at all.