Dante had not been in the pack for too long but already it felt more like home than any place before. He hadn't met all of his packmates yet, but the few that he had treated him like one of their own and truly made him feel welcome. He couldn't have chosen better and was thanking his lucky stars that he had met Peregrine that day on the border. It was that conversation that had brought him to the conclusion of joining and had, by extension, brought him to this point.
He hadn't spoken with the Alpha since, not wanting to bother him and also busy exploring the territory. He wanted to know every stone and every aspect for he fully intended to defend these lands against anyone who meant to enter uninvited. He wasn't the most aggressive of souls but when someone threatened his home and the ones he cared about all bets were off. This land had quickly become that and he didn't mean to see it disrespected.
Now, though, he wasn't doing anything, so decided to try his luck. He wanted to talk with Peregrine anyway about his intentions to try and gain a rank in the pack. Besides that he had enjoyed their first conversation immensely and kind of wanted to learn more about the other male. See him in his own element, so to speak.
When he came upon the main clearing, he saw Peregrine sitting by himself near a large sycamore tree. "Hey," he said, announcing his presence so that he wouldn't appear out of nowhere. "How's it going?" It sucked that he was laid up, Dante knew it must be killing him not to be able to move as he liked. If he wanted the company, Dante would gladly offer it. If not, though, he'd understand if he was told to keep moving.
