edit: fading here as Pigeon has been made inactive.
Quiet. It was pleasant, and Artyom wandered through the familiar woods with a clear mind. He hunted, as usual: alert for prey and potential recruits alike.
Thoughts turned briefly to the wolfess Uriel, and how she'd thought to claim this maplewood. He wondered where she'd gotten to, if she'd managed to find her place in the world, and considered attempting to discover her new location when movement ahead drew his attention elsewhere.
A male, he noted, with mahogany furs, who chomped rather miserably at the snow. Artyom carried on at his smooth pace, unthreatened and curious. "Hey," he called out, and was sure to offer a friendly sweep of his dense tail should the stranger turn to look upon him. When he did not, the pale-furred Alpha simply carried on his way.
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