Bearclaw Valley But I think I must have been changed several times since then

Solomon is at home once more and he can’t help but dash around the territory in excitement to be back. Merrick is a merciful man. Well, only sometimes, and Bishop is glad to be shown that from him. So he takes the liberties of exploring the pack lands like its his first time around the block. It’s not, but he never got to enjoy it as much as he wanted to last time. 

This time he takes all the time he needs and it just so happens that he stumbles on another pack member as his large form trots around the territory. He spots the reddish black coat of the female before him and his ears perk. She looks young, nice. He’s obvious to the fact that she’s stalking something until he notices the rabbit running off and he laughs softly at her frustration.

He moves out to speak to her nodding once. “Peace be, sister.” He hums with that deep voice of his. “Trying to catch dinner?” He asks softly.