Swiftcurrent Creek rise to the occasion

Saber heard the song sung by his brother, and whether it was mandatory or not, he would not ignore the summon of his sibling. However, the DeMonte mix heard the seriousness of the howl, and after putting down the trout he had snapped up earlier within a hole in the earth. He had done only few caches, and ran across very few prey. It seemed like the only plentiful pretty was fish, and soon, that source would be gone as well.

With godsped muscular limbs, the sand and tan cloaked man left his past at the North East border point, and found ease hoping over the fallen trees, all while pondering his brothers call of the pack. Obviously, it was of importance.

Arriving in the clearing, the tawny pelted Hessian affectionately bumped his brother's shoulder with his own, the glacial irises searching his brothers face for whatever could have caused for the meeting, only to give a nod, and seat himself at the darker coated agouti's side, though a considerable amount lower, the combination of respect and natural hierarchy.