Horizon Ridge searching.

[size=x-small]ooc: @Ragnar :)[/size]

Once Pump had accepted him into Horizon Ridge and had led him across their borders, she introduced to him some basics about the pack, including some important names of other wolves and of places. She eventually left him in an area where she recommended would be a good place to choose a den.

Indecisive as he was, Surra had spent the morning and most of the afternoon investigating this place and that, looking here and there, finding pros and cons to each spot he found. He scented others around but had yet to come across anyone since his new Alpha had left him, and so spent his first few hours in his new home alone. It may have been for the better - it gave him time to come to terms with the reality of it. Had he come across the whole pack at once, he might have been overwhelmed, introvert as he was.

Eventually, his indecisiveness was beginning to try even his own patience, and he knew he could not make the decision this day. At once, he pushed that task aside, and returned to a place where he had found a boulder sticking up from the ground. In the midday sun, he climbed it, his youthful muscle carrying him easily upward. He reached the peak of it and paused for a moment, level with the leaves of the trees around him. The wind shifted and rustled the leaves and his gray-brown fur, a welcoming relief from the heat of the approaching summer. It was good that he had chosen a place near the sea, he thought to himself - with the thickness of the mane down the back of his neck, Surra was easily overheated, and the breezes off the water would keep him cooler than a place without them.

His mind was racing, he noticed suddenly. So he took a deep breath, tilting his face towards the sun, softly closing his blue eyes. As he let out the breath he imagined all of the craziness spiraling around his skull flowing out with it, and being carried away in the wind. After a moment, he thought again, more focused now. So, the finding-a-den task would have to wait. What else need he do? 'Pump mentioned she had a second-in-command,' Surra thought. 'Ragnar, wasn't it? Maybe I can try to look for him.'

The steadfast young wolf opened his eyes, scenting the air. He wasn't exactly sure of Ragnar's scent - but if he was in a leadership position as well, and the highest male, he had an idea of it from the scents of other wolves that had been lingering on Pump. He picked up one that he believed to be right, leaped down from his perch, and began to move towards it without further hesitation - even if he followed the wrong one, what was the worst that could happen? He would need to meet all of his packmates eventually.