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It was perhaps restlessness that pushed him from his pack. He knew he had to recruit - that was simple, that was obvious. He plainly just didn't have enough wolves, and that needed to change. He refused to be weak, refused to be... subservient towards other packs. He would make Borealis strong, something his mother was unable to do now that she.. now that she snapped.

The boy would flinch - he'd tried so hard to ignore that. But it was hard, when he knew that the only reason he was alpha was because of him having to step up. No - he couldn't think about that now. REcruitment, recruitment, recruitment. That was what he had to focus on, not.. everything else.

A rustle would disrupt him - and in a good way. He was able to push thoughts of his mother away, instead focusing on what made that sound. Prey? Maybe. He breathed in - no, not prey. Another wolf, a female, adult. Loner, at that. Perfect opportunity, in his mind, and he'd also push through the grass towards her, not pausing until he saw a glimpse of a coat. "Hello?" he called out, a youthful tinge to his voice - but at the same ime, it held authority, and an edge of deepness.