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It’s only a moment before Hux makes his way out from behind a tree and into full view. He grins at the older wolf with a wave of his tail. It feels weird to hold a rank when he does not, when in Seageda and Trigeda he’d easily been above him—at least more experienced—but to prove to the others in Drageda, he has to start all over. Just as Arlo had. “I did,” he comments, though he’d been older when he left Trigeda, he had filled out into his full size and musculature.
 
When Hux mentions hunger, he bobs his head once.
 
“We weathered a big storm, a hurricane, a few weeks ago and it ruined most of the caches,” he says with a frown. He and Eske has done their part to clear them out and try to replace them but they definitely aren’t at their full capacity. “The lake near Hougeda is a good fishing spot now, though, since the water got so high,” he explains with a slight shrug. The lake had become swollen with water since the storm and had been starting to return to its new levels. “You were the first to teach me how to fish, you know,” he comments offhandedly as he turns and directs the older brute to follow.