Two Rivers Isle Sun rays out the corner of my eye

Amos smiled, shaking his head. "Well, I suppose that makes two of us, until I learn the ropes." If hunting was a trade not as sought after in the pack, then he may as well teach himself. He knew the basics but had a lot of work to do if he ever wanted to attempt something as daunting as leading a pack hunt.

The male pryed himself from his own thoughts, listening as Malice explained her experience with Blackfeather Woods. He raised a brow, curious as to how the she-wolf was seen as a betrayal, but not brave enough to ask. Despite the excuse that Blackfeather Woods would not hunt him down without good reason, they still didn't seem like the best company. "As long as they want someone from our pack, I'm still going to see them as dangerous," he chuckled heartily. "I'm glad you all are safe, though. Must have been quite the journey." Amos could only imagine trying to live a "on the run" life style while being on the wanted list. And on top of that, with pups.

He smiled at her statement of gratitude, falling silent before she spoke again. "The storms? I suppose I've found my way around before joining the pack, but I haven't found any cover upon my arrival," Amos frowned. If a storm did happen to come rolling in, it was a good idea to find a place for shelter. He grimaced. "Lightning too? I'll make sure my safe spot isn't underneath a tree."