Hoshor Plains I never land, just float there

His grin widened as he leapt up on top of the rock. Careful not to step on Speedy. He snuggled close, body pressed tightly against her own. Oh… it really was quite warm, and Emrik shivered as the heat seeped into his fur. Gratefully returning the nuzzle with one of his own.

He quirked his head slightly, thinking over her question. Summarizing as best he could, “Well I traveled the border, with several of us heading out we have to make sure this territory is well scented.” Splitting time between the two territories was going to be a challenge, with so many of them heading out on the scouting trip Emrik was worried about the safety of those staying behind.

“There was a group of does that split from the main heard, so I tracked them down to see what was going on. And then Ira wanted to see a few of us.” He was starting to feel at home, the routine of a pack and the reminiscent feeling of a family making it easier to settle. “I saw you’re tracks everywhere today. Were you searching for herbs?” Or perhaps someone was ill? Startled he peered at Speedy a little more closely. “Is everyone alright?”