Swiftcurrent Creek winter's wife

Kieran had been keeping a weather eye on the she wolf Bazi. Making sure he delivered food to her den if he caught some. he didn't know if she ate it, didn't really matter to him if she did. As long as he was doing something to help her and the pack he was fine. He hadn't had a chance to talk to any of the others since he had gotten home, but he was hoping to at least get to know his pack mates a little better. It did not bode well that he was living among many he did not know.

Kieran came upon her with a small offering in his jaws. Nothing special and nothing large, but it was something at least a bird of some kind. Of what he didn't know, but well it was at least something to eat. He dropped it at her feet and dipped his muzzle once. "'owaya miss bazi."