The Grey

Joining a newly formed pack was a risk. Most of the time other wolves would see a new pack as a weakness, they didn't know each other like year old packs did. Luka didn't sense that with this pack, it was strong. He was proud to be apart of this pack. This caused a little more confidence in him than needed. Luka was strutting around the new territory when he came across a dead hare. It looked as though it died from natural causes. No animals scent was around it. Luka bent down and slowly started to eat the hare. He hadn't ate for a couple of days and even though the hare wasn't fresh it tasted good on his hungry lips. After finishing the hare he laid down on the ground, basking in the sunlight.