Redtail Rise where has the water gone?

the icewolf lowered in submission. night eye came then, and his tones were welcoming, his demeanour pleasant. a welcoming growl came from the larger wolf; he was pleased to see the young hunter spry and healthy.

boldly the huntlead sniffed around the newcomer's jaws for the scent of meat. he rolled the femur underfoot and pressed his muzzle against the guard hairs of the traveler to glean where he had been.

and then he shook out his guard hairs, swinging his tail once. 

moon runner's judgement was trusted. the bersekr seemed to favor the male. he had done what was asked, and so mountain boulder too was content to allow entry.

it occurred to his own sense of instinct that moon runner was perhaps choosing more in this male than only a packmate. a future.