Blacktail Deer Plateau All I ask of you

I saw your request for someone to jump in here. Hope ya don't mind meeee!

Atticus had been up with the sun this morning, hunting small game not just for himself, but for his Alphas and their kids as well. Prey had been somewhat elusive this time, though, and all he'd managed to score was a fat squirrel for himself and a rabbit for the pups. It was better than nothing, though. He still tasted the squirrel blood in his teeth and it made him drool as he carried the limp rabbit toward one of the caches near the Alphas' den.

Over the scent of the rabbit, though, he caught his brother's scent strongly on a whiff of breeze. Perry was close by. A quick look around revealed Peregrine moving with purpose not far off. Dropping the rabbit, Atticus called out, "Hey bro. Everything okay?"