Blacktail Deer Plateau coming for to carry you home

Sorry for the crappy quality. I have to leave like…now but I didn't want to miss the chance to be a part of this thread.

Atticus was beyond exhausted. He had forgone sleep and food in favor of searching relentlessly for the plateau's missing princess to the point that it was beginning to impact his health and his mental state. He avoided packmates, with the exception of his brother and Blue Willow, of course, and shirked his duties as Beta, as the hunt for Osprey Junior took priority over anything else.

He was trudging through a muddy section of their packlands, his movements slow and weary, when he heard Peregrine's anguished voice rend the air. And suddenly, he knew. The brave little girl he had come to love so much was no more. That was the only thing in the world that could make Peregrine cry like that. Cold, sinister adrenaline flowed through his veins and suddenly he was overcome with grief and anger. It was so unfair. How in the hell could Fate or the gods or whatever force of nature lorded over them see fit to take the life of a child? He would have gladly given his own life to preserve hers, or that of any of the other kids in their pack.

He moved toward his brother's howl at a run fueled purely by his anger, and when he neared the small congregation of wolves, he found a perfect outlet for it -- the lower-ranked Kaskara was spitting venomous words of accusation at Blue Willow, laying the blame for Junior's death solely at the Alpha female's feet. Her shockingly cruel remarks brought an immediate response from Peregrine, who lunged at her with white-hot fury in his eyes, clearly intending to hurt her or drive her away. Atticus was only just arriving when he witnessed this, and the large Beta didn't stop -- he immediately joined his brother in lunging for the offending female, teeth bared and ready to thoroughly correct her for her disrespect.