Moonspear When the world is saying not to

Ayoooooo

Despite settling in to the best of his abilites, Whip stayed reletively distant regarding the rest of the pack. He pulled his weight, he did his part, but he was not chummy. Nor did he have the intention to ever be so. Gannet was a different story, but Whip was selfish and waited for his brother to approach him instead of making the first move at rebuilding something akin to a familial relationship. It just didn't seem right to him to seek his brother out, only to dump a mountain of baggage at his feet -- only if he asked, Whip supposed it would be acceptable to vent all of this pent up frustration. 

He did not yet venture near the heart of the territory, not until he thought himself proven. Now, Whip kept to the borderlands; keeping scents fresh and keeping himself fed. It wasn't often that Whip was approched out here, but he could smell his brother on the wind nearby. Whip expected him soon.