Northstar Vale The only feelings I have for you are rage and pissed off-ed-ness

Zephyr was a restless spirit, shed as he had his emotions of the past -- he had a purpose now, to be with the unit and to provide. When not one but both of his Firsts were not with with group, he grew anxious. Though he didn't dare leave the rest of the group behind without Warbone or Saena, he paced the fringes of their group, ears cupped forward atop a high head and apple eyes scanning the horizon. 

Eventually, the dusty brute came into view, and he was followed by the tailless woman as expected, but when a third, smaller and tawny form came into view as well, the Maverick's snowy paws turned and he trotted their way. Saena bounded foward and yapped, letting the overprotective man know all was well, but even though he sent a few excited barks her way too, it was right to Warbone and Minna did he go, nose flaring to take in her scent and tail stiff behind him, fighting the urge to curl in the presense of his Firsts.