Firefly Glen not giving in

Truth be told, the crowd that came was quite a lot to take in. Some of the faces were more familiar than others, but all were welcome to him, all good.. despite his underlying nerves. He was new at this still, not so good at socializing, but thankfully good at faking it. Antares gave a knowing nod; just wait.. 

Smoothly, his agouti brother passed the focus onto them. Antares aimed at Atlas one last lingering look before he faced the pack at large, his own expression shifting just enough--determined not to focus on any one thing. He straightened, and stood a little taller from there on out. Now, it was the hunt.

It was fitting that they split themselves into two parties, one headed by each of the newly-minted betas. Antares answered first with a dip of his head. Sounds good, he said to his brother. Those who follow me, we will stalk on ahead, and get ready once we can see them--hopefully downwind, he added as he began to step away from immediately beside the others, waving his tail to rally the others interested in this portion of the hunt--and begin their momentum forward to track down these birds. We can get more if we keep them close... surround them, he suggested. Maybe this many wolves could help corral them expertly. He had never hunted quite this sort of quarry with this many sets of willing teeth before. Time to find out.

Before he went striding off into the woods full, he couldn't help but visually search out Bronco first, though he had a good suspicion he would go where Meerkat went... who would probably want to go ogle his brother some more. Maybe her brother could help steer it otherwise if he needed that to happen, hence the lingering look at the earthy Blackthorn. After that silent offer he wasn't sure if he'd pick up on, the new beta sought out Toad next, selfishly hoping for her experience on his side of the hunt. Osiris could take either side, he knew. Lunaria was pretty enthusiastic, maybe she'd do good on Atlas' aspect. Leta and Dhalia could probably hold their own wherever. Charles and Mesa.. he had no idea. Antares simply didn't know how some would work together well enough to place them accurately yet; this hunt would teach him plenty about that, he suspected.

Once he was sure he had any volunteers beside him, he set to the trail.