Firefly Glen [BWH] In-between Humility and Faith

While the world hunted around him. Rodyn did not quiet his paws. He made sure to go around and greet those that had arrived. Loners or pack members alike. And he hunted smaller game. Anything to give back to the wolves that had traveled so far. To the new life that graced these places.

Today he was on the scent of some weasels. It was with bittersweet air he already carried two of the creatures around his neck. They had been part of his bride price. A bride price that had been larger than almost any other. And he had managed it. And it had born a new type of peace with his existence. And yet sometimes it felt as if he should not have won. Would Samani still be here.

He was not the reason for the grief. But it still cut him deeply. He followed the small creature deeper into the woods. Winds whispering about him. But he was intent upon his mission.