Blacktail Deer Plateau hot venom is mixing with my blood

He wasn't a loner for long. The pale male left the vale after some unplanned circumstances that left that area uninhabitable for a pack wolf. On his way to the plateau Ayvo met a macho Viking named Ragnar. After listening to his plans Ayvo agreed to join him later in time but for now he would find a resting place inside an established pack. Soon after meeting Ragnar the young wolf came across the healer, Blue, who eventually allowed him entrance into the plateau.

The snowy pelt male was unfimilar with almost every wolf inside the pack. He kept to himself most of the time, practicing hunting and speed tactics on the black tail deer that were plentiful in the area. His time was well spent. Between light patrolling, hunting, and training the male kept busy.

Ayvo came across a male wolf from his new pack. He gazed as the male groaned in frustration and started to jolt across the landscape. Quickening his trot to catch up with the male Ayvo eventually wandered close enough to let out a bark of greeting. As he did he stopped in his tracks and waited for the male to return his call.