Moonspear Child of Dust

OK if we wrap this up?

"Hmm," Bronco mued thoughtfully, wondering when might be a good time to instigate a pack hunt. He supposed the opportunity would arise whenever a herd of deer or elk made themselves available, or when the wolves decided to go out en masse in search of them. Given the situation with the packs to the East of their homeland, it was likely best for them to simply stay where they were and allow their prey to come to them, rather than putting themselves at risk against their distant foes. 

He would continue quietly alongside his comrade, marking and reinforcing the borders with relaxed silence between them breached only when an idea for a conversation came naturally to them. As far as blending in with his packmates went, Bronco felt that his life on the mountain had gotten off to a good start, and that he could easily see himself settling in amongst the kindly mountain wolves without issue.