The Heartwood In Need of A Home

Kisu licked his chops free of the blood that stained his face while Ame spoke. Curious, he refrained from opening his own mouth. She is going to visit a pack, but not join? He supposed he was doing the same thing, though. To see Pied, but not join the pack itself. Or, maybe he would. Bear gods seemed odd to him, though -- when he was Alpha, it was about supporting his pack members and their survival, nothing fancy or magical. They ran on primal skills and instincts, not the mercy of some gods that weren't even their own species. But, maybe the new Alpha flung those ideals out the window. He would see.

Cool colors tore across the sky as the sun sunk, bringing a light rain and a fog with it. "We should grab the meat and get to shelter before it is pitch black and too wet to stay warm, Ame." In the air was a puff of fog from his breath; the nights were becoming very chilly, and a home would have to be found soon for the winter. As he dragged some of the meat and looked for an escape from the damp air, Kisu wondered how Ame would deal on her own.