Blacktail Deer Plateau Not your son, Not your friend

Dante's pleasure in the pup's responding to his call was tempered by the manner of his approach. It was apparent he was neither content nor particularly thrilled by the Alpha's presence. Dante did not take it personally, but he did wonder what had happened to make the small one so jaded. Perhaps it was just a bad day, but he sensed more to it than that. After all, he hadn't been found in the best of conditions.

"Hey. Figured you might want something to eat." Dante pushed his catch forward, clear indication that it was for the boy and not something he was keeping for himself. Then he remained quiet for a moment, simply appraising. He wasn't sure what to ask and what not to, so he went with a statement instead. "You are young, to be wandering alone." It wasn't an attempt to pry, but rather an invitation for him to perhaps share something of his family. Were they searching for him? Or was he, like so many, alone in the world?