Rising Sun Valley Fresh Meat… and it’s me

The day to day of life could not succumb to their waning emotions or their fatigue. So, before the sun had risen, Akavir had settled Shardik to watch over his pups once more—the man was becoming accustom to such a request—and he had summoned @Arric.

Words need not be spoken. Tension hung heavy in the air of the creek, and so the shadowrunner stalked outside of the packs realm. Day had come—highlighting the lands of the valley and revealing just how much was finally flourishing with the absence of snow and the warmth of the sun.

They had mouths to feed and energy to burn off—and Akavir’s eyes settled upon a stag by a stream of water and he ruminated silently—wondering if it even wise for he and Arric to risk injury on the beast. Only then did he notice the she-wolf—diminutive—but a potential benefit to this situation. He chuffed quietly, eyes seeking out his Beta.