Bearclaw Valley A Feast for All!

It seemed as if everyone he had not met were already present, and Cry had no issue with that. If sitting, the only burden was to get through, but they had situated themselves rather perfectly. 

The meal was fresh, the air times with the light mist of red surrounding the carcass, and Cry watched with a keen ice gaze as the Alpha has his way with the meat, and the female that he had presumed was his soon to be mate did not partake. 
Another tiff between those two.

The shadow prince snaked through the pack, until he was close enough to speak to the silver leader, but not close enough to interrupt the eating male. 

"Good afternoon, Raziel. "

And with that, the dark lupine made his way to a seat underneath a tree, and away from the Sun.