Duskfire Glacier One different Scent

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Malachi picked his way through the shadowed woods as evening took hold of the land. His afternoon hunt had brought him little success, a thin hare he had spent too long chasing for such little reward. But the run had settled his mind, and his worries were stilled by the steady buzz of adrenaline that lingered in his veins. With the hare buried in a safe place, Malachi made his way deeper into pack grounds toward the clearing they'd entered their first night in the Glacier land. The space held strong memories, and though being ones that pained him, Malachi had come to find strength in remembering the life they'd planned to make here. More and more he trained his mind on making sure that future still came to be, in some distorted way or another.

But a movement of white through the spindling trees caught the boy's eye and he paused in his thoughts. He had not seen Scarlett since the day he'd taken her into the pack, and then he had walked away with an unsettled mind. Though uncertain she desired his presence now, Malachi refused to let his hesitance affect him. Swallowing what doubts he felt, the boy turned his path toward her, approaching with a slow trot and a gentle beckon from a far. "Evening, Scarlett."