King Elk Forest pretty noose

Shadows reigned as the sun sank beneath the horizon. This was a lush forest, green and teeming with life, and Verran was not surprised that this was where @Vex Cruor's scent had led him. She had good survival instincts, and she would know to settle in such a vivacious environment. 

He dared not step beyond the invisible border that had been created to encompass the forming pack. It did not matter that she was his niece - it was not safe to assume she would accept him as her follower again. Instead, he sat just shy of the border and threw his muzzle skyward, calling her with a howl that rose and then ebbed into the dense canopy of the forest. He dropped his head again and panted lightly, more from stress than from exertion, as it was an unseasonably cold summer day.