Morningside Cuesta slice of cheddar

He itches to wander further from their claim, but his agreement with @Kratos has kept him tethered for now. One of them needs to hold down the base, after all, even with the presence of any other recruits they may have at this point. A leader is needed to maintain order — and they also need someone to recruit until they can figure out whether any of their members would be suited to it. So it makes sense to divide the tasks, even if he dislikes the restrictions on his own freedom — and the absence of his mate.
It's the hope of finding Kratos somewhere nearby that had driven him past the faint borders of Permafrost Hollows. He'd gone a little further than planned, spending the night tucked under a small tree — and now, as he finishes the last of his recently-caught meal, he realizes it's probably time to go back. He kicks dirt over the bare remnants of the meal and turns, licking the blood from his muzzle. He only makes it a few yards before he spots someone in the distance, a large pale figure. The sight slows him at first — but then he remembers he's trying to recruit. So he presses forward, chuffing to catch the other's attention.