Well Deserved Rest, or Maybe Not

He was trying his best. FitzDutiful hadn't actually realised how hard it was to get a pack up and running. He suddenly had even more admiration for Peregrine and Fox who had managed to make it seem so easy. So far, he hadn't managed to live up to his promise to Raissa. There had been other wolves to find, borders to mark and wolves to chase out. Things seemed to be settling down though.

Unaware of everything that had transpired that evening, FitzDutiful had returned to the den early. He had hoped to find Raissa there but this time she was out - typical. Their schedules just didn't seem to match. Instead of going back out on patrol, he waited for her. He would show her he was keeping his promise - even if she wasn't there to always see it!

When she called out his name, his mind was jolted from pack things. They seemed to be forming a nice pack. Him, Raissa, Tempest and Bindi. It was an interesting dynamic and it hadn't been lost on him that he was the only male in the pack. Not intentional but interesting. Other than Peregrine and Elwood, FitzDutiful had always found it easier to get on with women. For now, at least, he put all others out of his mind and focused on the one in front of him.

"I'm here, Raissa." he called out, please to see her return. "I said I'd try to be at home more, and that's what I'm doing." A subtle reminder that he hadn't forgotten, nothing more.