Blacktail Deer Plateau Where Will we be When They Come?

The young Gamma remained tense, but instinctively dominant in his stance. This instinct thing was something that was very new to the blind male, but he didn’t fight it in the least. If it was what was going to help give him more confidence, then so be it. It also meant that he was growing within himself and was learning that he wasn’t just the helpless blind boy that he’d grown up kind of thinking of himself as, especially after his parents died. Though he couldn’t see that the other male was showing submission, Yildun was able to hear the shifting of movements from Tekovaca. He could hear the movement of his paws, as well as the rustling of his fur, and the sound of his breathing was coming from a lower position than previously. So, yes, he was able to know that the other male was showing submission. "Thank you," the sightless Gamma responded, giving a nod of his head. "And thank you for showing submission." It felt strange to say that, yet strangely satisfying at the same time. Yildun nodded again when Tekovaca answered his question in regards to being new. He’d figured so since he hadn’t smelled the other male around before until now. That was an obvious clear sign that the other male was, indeed, new to the pack and such. "Are you settling in alright?" he asked as he allowed himself to relax his stance a little bit. "Finding your way around the forest? Find yourself a den as of yet?"