Duskfire Glacier Down for the count

It had been a few days since Adlartok had joined their ranks, but Malachi could already see the boy's tangible contribution to the welfare of the pack. The youth's scent streamed from a number of their caches, along with the smell of recent game, and the young leader felt his confidence grow in his choice to give the boy a place among them. He'd not yet caught up with the child, his mind distracted by other matters. So when he spotted a lanky form moving toward the borders, the man bounded toward their newest member with his tail swaying in a good nature greeting.

"Hey Adlartok!" he called as he approached, slowing as he neared the boy. Malachi consciously lowered his tail to his hocks, keen on a conversation that wasn't impeded by his standing as Alpha. "Good work on the hunting. You heading out there again?"