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The pack wasn't a pack yet, but they were doing their best. If Revui had been a more thoughtful creature he might've considered how difficult the venture was bound to be, and returned to the mountain where he was born. Instead, he remained connected to the wolves of the woods. He would protect them and their land. Maybe through this act he'd redeem himself in his own mind, and then earn himself a place upon  Moonspear once more. 

As he roamed, he came upon the scent of food among the washed-out aromas of ice and snow. Revui has always been heavily motivated by food - more so than anything else, of which his siblings could attest. When that scent hit him, he lost his focus. He didn't want to guard the woods any longer; for that handful of moments as he scoured the paths for the carcass, he was his old gluttonous self. However as his path wound through the trees, the scent drifted and faded. He tried to find it again. It was probably just a small cache made by one of the other Kamiki hopefuls, but he was still yearning to sink his teeth in to something — ah.

That was when he noticed a shock of red-cast fur between the trees. Unsure if it was a wolf or a doe (because he's somewhat stupid), Revui felt a snarl ripple out of his chest and he veered to intercept.