Blacktail Deer Plateau First Hunt

Feeling restless, Peregrine decided to leave the rendezvous site for the first time in weeks. "I won't go far," he promised aloud to no one but himself, as everybody else had already taken off for the day. "I just need to stretch my dang legs," he muttered as if making excuses to that same invisible listener. Then, with a surreptitious glance around the clearing, he slipped into the trees.

Almost immediately, he stumbled across an unfamiliar black wolf raiding a rabbit warren. The Alpha male's head cocked to the side as he studied her from behind. Blue Willow and Atticus had mentioned a small influx of new recruits in the past few days; this must be one of them. Peregrine idly wondered why the plateau seemed to draw primarily dark wolves.

"Hey," he spoke up after a moment, striding up alongside the stranger. Despite his broken foot, he carried himself dominantly, so the she-wolf could make no mistake about his identity. His blue-green eyes watched carefully for her reaction to his presence.