Horizon Ridge searching.

The meeting between Ragnar and Surra had went how most of them tended to go with Ragnar; simple. He saw no need to be redundant by telling Surre things that he was sure Pump had already spoken to him of. Speaking of Trades was a tedious task to the Warden who had obliged only because it was apart of his duties as a leader but wondered why Pump couldn’t have covered it upon the man’s acceptance. Probably, Ragnar mused though he did not know for sure, because Pump felt the same way speaking about Trades as he did; though it made sense for Ragnar to speak of them to those who did not know because he, currently, was the only one to hold the official title of one in the pack this far. The warden offered Surra a nod and then spoke, “And if you need me let me know.” It was not often that the wolves of the Ridge needed a leader but Ragnar liked to put it out there that he would be there, no matter what time of day or night, if his presence was needed. The Viking stretched then and parted from his newest subordinate heading to the birthing den to check upon his wife.