Larksong Grotto At It Again

Charley hadn't seen Aspen since dropping her off at her den, and he found himself growing anxious. With his growing obsession for the younger female, he'd been neglecting Emory a little bit. He did what he could for her, of course, but the bare land made it nearly impossible for such a large and distinctly colored male to hunt and with a pack around there was little to protect her from. Perhaps Reek can come to her rescue next time, was his first bitter thought. Of course he'd been scenting the alpha on Emory more, but then again they were in his pack. Perhaps he was overreacting, but either way it was pissing him off. The imbalance of his life was throwing him off too, and he sought out his only other thing that'd ever made him feel good: the silvery female. He stalked around Larksong Grotto, sniffing around for @Aspen. It was a subconscious decision, though once he realized what he was looking for, he didn't fight it. Maybe she could help him out of this foul mood. His creamy paws lead him towards her den, letting out a low bark of greeting. Was she here? Looking up into the sky, it was about midday. She likely might be out trying to hunt, or something else. Please be close....