Neverwinter Forest all for the best

Dash had been keeping up with Cyclone from afar, always within earshot of her howls but never quite feeling the need to answer. She was not his alpha yet, and perhaps she never would be. Dash wasn't the best with commitment, and he wouldn't want to give Cyclone the impression that he was loyal or dependable or any such thing... that would just be setting everyone up for disappointment. Even so, Dash kept tabs on the would-be alpha... he liked Cyclone, and he liked his options open. 

Dash had been watching a blacktail deer herd for some time, learning their interaction styles and keeping track of their movements. For reasons he couldn't explain, he found almost everything about non-wolf creatures immensely facinating. How incredible was it, that deer could live just by eating grass-- grass! It was everywhere, all the time! Why was it that wolves considered themselves the highest of creatures when there were other species out there that had managed to find a way to never, ever worry about where they were going to get their next meal? It was a breakthrough wolfkind had yet to achieve, as far as Dash knew. 

It was entirely by coincidence that Dash's herd was migrating through the very forest Cyclone was investigating. He raised his head with interest as her howl reverberated through the woods. What should he do... answer her maybe? But! What if she tried to make him do stuff or whatever, like alphas were always doing? He was busy! Deciding to ignore the howl, Dash dropped his nose to the ground to continue tracking his herd. He did so until he heard voices drifting through the trees. 

It was her. Well, damn it. He was too close to just fuck off now, they had probably smelled him. Plus, Dash was a little curious about Cyclone's conversation partner. Was it another recruit? He released a bark to let the pair know he was close, and he reluctantly parted from his scent trail to wander toward the voices.