Hoshor Plains reschedule that for tomorrow

Rannoch's assumptions on the situation were dismantled by the manner in which Phox had greeted him. He had been convinced that the adolescent was biding his time until he struck, but, apparently, Rannoch had misjudged the situation. "I'm Rannoch," he replied, expression matching the jovial tone in which he spoke with. 

The question of the herd still lingered at the forefront of his mind, and he turned from the darker wolf and towards the grazing prey. "How long have you been watching them?" he asked as he turned his attention back to his company.