Moonspear forty winks

Wink wonk @Meerkat

The hunt that Atlas had shared with the other three had been a successful one. It had been some time since the dark young shade had found such a relaxed group and one so competent. Even the young blonde girl who had joined them had provided a solid presence in their attempts to wrangle the stray calf. The boy had wondered when Bronco and the young lady had joined them on the mountain. Had he really been so occupied with his own thoughts that he had missed their acceptance?
 
Stepping out of his den site and into the crisp autumn air, Atlas drew his nose to the wind and drank in the scents. Once he had filled his spirits with the fragrance of Moonspear, he set his path and began his trek downward toward the base of the mountain. The dark wolf wondered if he might catch the young Meerkat on a jaunt, or if Osiris might be up for a patrol. The glimmer of yellow in his gaze searched for the company of another pack member.