Big Salmon Lake [BWP P4 Prey Opportunity] katatonia

Tumult reigned supreme in these Wilds with a still-lasting grip--the shockwaves now extending well beyond just the literal shifting of the earth and its features too, and in far too many ways, he had watched it unfold for himself. Worry had first been a mere reflex, startled into him by observing nature recoil worse at a time when everything began to withdraw for the deepening frosts and longer nights anyway, but now without herds to track in earnest or to any real success, he was feeling his days impacted more than the last. 

While they ranged out together towards what should prove a worthwhile venture, the dark Moonspearian stayed keen near the middlegrounds of their assembly. After the rockslide in Silverlight and all the worsening quakes, he had kept close to home lately, but this cause should warrant it if they could secure the prize for themselves. By the stride, he soon knew to be prepared; they were getting close, and already, other wolves had found out about this moose too but he certainly intended to help make their mountain's showing here noteworthy.

Time, and distance closing brought the shift in him. Sharper, present, poised, and at Hydra's command down to its unspoken details.. he found he was right to want to go as he counted wolves. As he skimmed a scrutinizing eye over the area on the last of his approach, this was more sorts than he had anticipated, and his nose worked over even more than what was immediately obvious. He found himself prickling when he finished on those who rallied the moose's flesh already, enough so to ridge his furs and put a little edge to the glance that followed the dark queen.. though he was able to move past it emboldened, and knowingly. He saw for himself, and felt it too.

Understanding better by the moment, he was there to support his sister's words, and slid closer in her wake to help drive home the point--with subtle confidence imbued into his steps, even curling a small arc into his tail-tip to help welcome the suggestion of a fight. When he did not exactly know where to draw all of the lines of allies and enemies (thanks to his relative inexperience with them personally), he simply followed Hydra's lead and did his best to read the signs of who respected her and who did not. Once her and a sister went for one wolf at the carcass who didn't smell like the rest, he immediately followed up, all too ready with a protectively fierce snap of his teeth for anyone else who still intended to interfere with them still.

really vague at his aim but feel free @ anyone who'd wanna