Northstar Vale Appangik

He kept up dutifully with the scouting party. Issorartuyok led the way, while he, Veteran, Wayfarer and Heda followed. He was thrilled that the fire crested girl had chosen to join them, permanently, as one of their own. Keenly, he was aware of her mood, which wasn't quite so open. Respectably, he gave her her space, but his eye never strayed far from her for long.

That was, until something more pressing, that which demanded not to be ignored, made itself known. His young legs were tired from the many miles they had crossed over and through the mountains. His stomach was still at ease, in thanks to one of the rabbits he had caught before their departure, which he wisely brought along for them all.

It came in the form of strange scents. Of distantly moving wolven shapes on the ridgeline. Sharp eyed, he watched them slip away, discreetly out of sight. He grumbled, guard hairs raising. On edge, he made a beeline back to Issorartuyok. Heda was with him. He glanced at her, before speaking to him, lowly. "We aren't alone. There are others. Towards the ridge..."