Broken Boulder in all the possibilities

Khali was walking along the borders sniffing around to see if there was anything he could put back in the caches since he did take a deer to eat he wanted to give back. When he heard Alarians call it was alarming to him at first, another wolf, but then he remembered he was on pack territory, the pack he joined. With a quiet sigh he turned and slowly slinked his way back to the huddle.

Khali was one of the last ones to show up and if he could be blushing his face would be as red as a rose. He brushed it off though and sat secluded on the side hoping that not many would see him, he had been at war in his head about this decision he had made and had barely gotten to know anyone. He hadn’t even questioned yet why everyone was here and why The leader had called them here.