be brave [optional pack hunt]

A howl shattered the silence of the day, and it was one he had not recognized, but the intentions were clear. Food. Hunt. Here. Now. Without a delay in his mind, Saber had no excuse for not appearing. So with a shake from head to paw, the handsome FrostFur left his den, the tawny sand, ash, and cream pelt a striking comparison to the deep and dark color of the trees that resided in the forest he traveled through to reach his den.

The time lapse between the call and the travel was short, for he had no issues with running. Damn near a track star. His physique was composed of not just athletic purposes, but fighting as well, and underneath the soft and supple pelt, his tendons and pistons networking adrenaline made him crave to do more than just a light sprint. But isn't it great a hunt would be scheduled now?

Appearing in the fringes of the Meadow, Saber was first to appear. Without much scanning, his glacial water eyes found a heap of white fluff next to a Creek and he desire at first simply to know what or who it was. Taking regal steps, he commenced.

"Hello, fellow Creek member."

Sincerely hoping he was addressing a wolf and not a fallen cloud, he analyzed his company.