Swiftcurrent Creek Stuttering Stanley

He was healing, but it did not stop the pain that would throb in the male's torn ear from time to time -- or the stiffness he felt when he moved that stemmed form his chest and neck wounds. His bruises were healing, but the cinnamon Alpha did not fully feel like himself yet.. but unfortunately, that did not stop day to day life, nor did it allow time for rest.

He paced the borders more often than not, feeling each day more like a caged tiger that needed to escape. They would leave soon, of that he was sure. The pups were getting older, and the adults could carry them when they tired.

With a gentle chuff, the male set off form the border to the heart of the lands, his paws crunching against the blanket of snow. He was met with a pleasant surprise, and while greeting Paarthurnax with a gentle graze of his nose to her cheek, it was Relonikiv who truly stole his attention. Loping toward the boy, who was giggling over something, the Frostfur cast a quick glance down to him, wolfish brows arched. "Did you do that?" His mouth twitched with a grin, but instead he pretended to look shocked.