Whitefish River With each sunrise brings a new adventure

before he could draw closer, the brown female took off like a shot, and then there were two. puzzled, aditya padded up to the gray man, brow furrowed as he tried to figure out what just went on there. they had been engaged in some kind of conversation, the depth or subject of which he had no clue.

"hello," he greeted, his voice low and steady. "did i scare her away?" he jested, but there was a part of him that remained on-edge, should this be some sort of strange set-up for an ambush.

they were quite close to the plateau, which made aditya even more tense. the male seemed harmless enough by himself, though he was built well and seemed strong. intelligent, too, with sharp blue eyes. if not a threat, perhaps he needed a place to stay? morningside could use more members throughout the winter to keep the pack fed.