Swiftcurrent Creek our dead and missing · pack summons

Kieran was never far from the new home borders he now was in charge of protecting at least in his own mind. He heard the howl reach across the grounds and reach into his chest and steal his breath. Just as a summons howl always did, it always made his chest ache with loneliness and pain. Kiva had been the pack summoner in his former home, her voice was loud and lyrical and he missed that, hell he missed Kiva his poor gray dove. He sighed and strode towards the howl his green eyes darting to and fro to see what the new land had to offer, always observant.

He strode into the view of the white snow princess and dipped his muzzle to the ground. "Yer called me miss waaat is it dat yer are needin'?" He knew it wasn't just him she called, but it was habit to ask what was needed of him.