Thunder Dome The first hunt

Sirris sat at the Thunder Dome with her packmates, looking up at Void as the Alfa sat upon a rather large stone before the pack. She sat, keeping her eyes on his figure as he sat before the pack, remained focused solely on him - paying attention to what the packs alfa male had to say. At his words the Arctic females ears would perk, not having expected such a statement to escape his lips. She had not hunted since she had joined the pack, she wasn't the best, average at best, though she wasn't at all bad at hunting. Her mate loved to hunt - 

At the thought of her ex mate, the white wolf would shake her head, grey eyes closing as she focussed back on the packs Alfa.   She had no intentions on thinking of the past - he was the past and so were those packs. She was now in the ranks of Midnight Scar - her new pack and home. The Leigheasra (Healer) stood up, letting out a soft chuff in understanding before speak. "Permission to speak, Alfa?" The wolf would ask, should he allow it, the healer would offer a wolfish grin and speak. "This one is more then happy to join the hunt. Sirris is not entirely the best, though this one is average at best. Sirris knows a thing or two from watching her ex mate and her adventures before Midnight Scar." 

The Arctic Wolf would explain, turning her gaze to Meylodi and Paili to offer the pair a wolfish grin in acknowledgement before turning her gaze back to the Alfa.  She watched as the male leaped off the large rock, watching as the wind caught his fur as it flowed around him from the slight wind of his movement. As he began to pad away, Sirris would follow along just beside him should he allow it - if not she would move slightly behind him, though keeping her distance enough to give the male personal space, room to move. She would hope that Moor would follow along as well as three wolves are always better then two.