Silvertip Mountain Gotta let go sometime

Ezekiel was still a little bitter about earlier. He of course wasn't angry at anyone, it was only his fault that he'd been too close. But it had still sort of blown his day. He was going to go back to his own den, when he decided he should probably go find Steady and apologize. Ugh he hated apologizing. It felt demeaning, and he never had to do it in his old pack. But he didn't mind, this wasn't his old pack. This pack was better, kinder, so he too would be kinder. He quickly caught on to his beta's scent trail, it was distinct and for an adept tracker like Zeke, not hard to find.

He followed it for a bit, and seemed to be going in circles. He had no idea that Steady was also looking for him. Finally, after what seemed like forever, the large shale colored male found Steady. Breathing a little chopped after running, Ezekiel gave a friendly bark to get Steady's attention. Steady. I was looking for you, I thought I ought to apologize for earlier. I wasn't thinking straight and I promise it won't happen again. Please forgive my actions. He bowed his head slightly, feeling ashamed and looking a bit pitiful.