Swiftcurrent Creek Nicotine

he'd only been here a few days but he was going to do what he could. right now, Benedict's paws lead him on patrols. sometimes people were wary of newcomers and he wouldn't force the Swiftcurrent people to interact with him until they were ready. he'd found a den by himself and introduced himself to those that would listen. he took little from the cache until he hunted first, so it was obvious he was going to patrol.

with an unfamiliar and familiar scent in the air, he'd turn instinctively to where Kavik had wandered toward the stranger. coming up from behind the alpha, Benedict would quietly watch as the man was offered some help. he didn't know if the pack had a healer, else he would have fetched one. he'd just remain quiet, a silent presence and support in case this turned ugly. he really hoped not. he didn't care to fight much. but help? he could try that. he could even fetch someone if Kavik needed him to.