Silver Creek The Hunting Grounds

It was strange, being a part of something again, but the decision had been an easy one (even as much as Turmeric missed the independence that had come with roughing it out there on his own). He roved here and there within the group of the Saints, chattering at whoever would listen, other times drifting aside to inspect a curious leaf or plant.

Eventually he found his way to his mother's side as the two packs settled in to greet one another and begin their hunt.

He couldn't say he was particularly interested in hunting together, but he did find a curiosity in these other wolves, and he dragged a thoughtful gaze around them. If they were to be neighbours, well then, now would be an excellent time to get to know just who they were living beside!