Dawnlark Plains Rush

Reyson found himself a days run from the pack lands again. His restlessness had not abated and he wasn't certain she should have joined a pack. Perhaps he should have stayed a loner, though he liked the few in his pack, the simple fact was he was mostly a recluse, preferring to stay to himself and away from those he was sworn to protect, which made him a terrible soldier and a worse pack mate, but he just couldn't settle down.

Dreams and nightmares plagued him. It was only when he was awake and he could exist in quiet, when his brain was quiet. A loud bark sounded, and he tightened his muscles body on full alert. He searched the surrounding area, eyes finally fallling on the albino chasing something. He would watch for a time, not sure what they were chasing.