Swiftcurrent Creek praise your king and queen

Wet. Rain. It interrupted his rest. An eye twitched closed while the other scrunched in displeasure – Elijah was used to the weather throwing curveballs... but he had hoped to explore more today versus being cooped up at “home”. Ears fell back, he'd taken refuge on the hill like most of the pack had, but he hadn't traveled to the top, stayed more-so on the side. A yawn split his lips before the Pi finally gave a shake of his agouti coat. He glanced, spotting a small cluster of trees further up that would, at least, give him more shelter than the rock he'd nestled by.
Thick legs carried him upwards, unaware at first that the trees were already housing one of his pack mates. His black nose twitched the moment he neared them, recognizing the scent as the white wolf – Bazi. He couldn't say he liked or disliked her at this rate... Admittedly, he was annoyed at both her and Shadow for having just abandoned him and left him standing there utterly confused once they accepted him into the pack. Elijah let out a low bark, announcing his presence with his posture submissive.