Ouroboros Spine Springtime Air

In the wake of Raimo's departure, Adrastus couldn't help but feel as though some pressure had been lifted from his shoulders. The ornery, spiteful male had been sent off to another pack in search of the woman he had been trifling with, or something along those lines, leaving the pack in peace. His negative sentiments about Adrastus being sivullik and his resentment toward the Firefly Glen wolves went with him- and Adrastus was grateful for the opportunity to increase his reputation with them.

Their extended stay had not gone unnoticed by the hunter, who still harboured some hope that they might find themselves comfortable enough to stay with Moonglow and merge with them. They could use a few more hunters- and he knew that if they did join, it would irk Raimo enough that he might be loosened from his grip on Kukutux. She might begin to see him as Adrastus did. 

So his hunting and tracking continued and it was much to his delight to find one of them, perched like a statue, staring across the lake toward a herd of deer. Perhaps the herd that Lótë had been tracking for some time, he thought. He approached with care and caution, but remained in the shadows where he believed that he might not be seen by the herbivores. The pale woman's pristine gaze was trained upon the creatures, and he noticed what he thought was a hunger in them. From where he stood, in the shadow of a lodgepole pine, he uttered a quiet boof to catch her attention, and perhaps draw her from her watching spot so that they might share their observations, and she might help him defend his opinion that the Glen wolves were an asset to the pack.