Amaranth

Luka gave his own little friendly growl when the male mentioned their alpha. Luka wouldn't be surprised in the end if he ended up with her as his mate. While Luka had known Scimitar for a short while the wolf had a way with the world. Their alpha surely took notice in him. Luka knew that if the male really wanted a mate he wouldn't fail. He chose not to press further on the subject.  Luka took notice of all the new scents around the forest. Trutha De compared to this pack was an abandon hare hole even in its busiest times. "This pack is going somewhere I can feel it." Luka noted, spraying his ideas onto his brother. Luka knew that as long as their alpha stayed present, her scent filling the surrounding trees, dancing in the thick air, swirling around his pack mates that this pack would survive. It was funny to Luka, that by simply one wolf's presents a hole group could be held together. Their alpha was everything, and Luka was nearly certain that as long as she was around so would the pack. "How have you been Scimitar?" Luka inquired. He was curious on how his brother was doing.