Blacktail Deer Plateau Where Will we be When They Come?

He’d been out and about throughout the territory, not really going anywhere in particular. The Gamma had been scenting out some newly popped up rabbit warrens in a couple of locations within the forest. Thus far, from the scent, they weren’t terribly big rabbit groups, but they would grow in the spring. For now, he left them alone, wanting them to have the change to grow in numbers come spring. It was important for him that the new rabbit groups grow in numbers since it was one of the main things that he was actually able to hunt without assistance from anyone else. Yildun was a little worried about the coming winter because snow on the ground made it a little harder for him to hunt on his own. Catching the scent of a newcomer to the pack, Yildun changed his course to head in the direction of the newest member of the pack. Yildun knew the forest inside and out, able to easily maneuver through the trees and stuff without even a single problem. When he’d first gotten here, it hadn’t been so easy, but time had changed all of that. He wasn’t nearly as terribly depressed as he’d been when he first got here, and he knew that she played a big part in that. She was an almost constant in his thoughts. Just the mere thought of her brought a faint smile to his silvery muzzle and a little spring in his step. He could hear the breathing of the newcomer, and his scent was strong, signaling to the young male that he’d found the other. He didn’t get too close, preferring to meet others with caution. "Hello," he called out to the other male, turning his head in the direction the sound of breathing was coming from. Milky colored eyes stared forward, unseeing, unblinking. And yet, nothing escaped his notice.