Moonspear rumors

"Hmm...," he mused quietly. 

The wind toyed with the fur behind his ears. Atlas might have climbed headstrong into his first year, but he still was uncertain of his purpose. Nothing yet had really sparked him with interest. Hunting and patrolling were simply a part of pack life - all of them were expected to do it. Beyond the basics, Atlas did not know what drew his attention. He also was not certain if that would change in the upcoming years. He wouldn't share it, but he had grown rather uncertain of himself. 

"Aside from the lack of prey, I am looking forward to the snow," he confided in her.