Redtail Rise Passerby

augur did not think so often of skin tooth and wolverine. the fondness for the latter remained, but as they had moved on from their pack, so had the huntlead turned his focus entire to the borders.

he was there most often if he was not with new snow or flame stalker, alone unless a pup or two chose to follow him on his rounds.

reticent. dutiful.

blood on the air. the scent of a stranger. it was too early for a young male to be seeking a mate, but it was the proper time for a hungry loner to rob prey or a cache.

thorn caller and flame stalker had already answered, streaming after the male. augur lunged his stride alongside them, veering to the left as if they were hunting an elk and it must be first surrounded.