Guilty by association

The animal scent seemed familiar to him, but not exact. He may have come across this type of animal before, but it wasn't this particular one. The scent around the hole seemed faint as if the animal hadn't been back to this spot in a couple of days, perhaps it had moved to another location and abandoned it. He had to admit their choice of location had been a good one, in fact Jackson himself had dug his den under the roots of one of the large willow trees. He had found it oddly soothing and secure to have the roots showing throughout the interior of his den it made him feel like he wasn't alone.

He hadn't even noticed the approach of the green and black female. He was occupied with checking out the hole. Her voice drew his attention away and his lifted his head looking to her with those mismatched eyes. The white patch over his one eye was a dead giveaway that he was a sibling of Riv's. He had never had any interactions with her, but Jackson automatically knew who she was. She was the right hand to his brother and remembered her sitting beside him at the first pack meeting. His mind had to stumble over the names within his brain trying to remember what her name was. His tail gently wagged in a friendly manner. Then it hit him. Zephyra.... Zephyra was her name.

"Ah no the creature smells long gone anyway," he replied. "How are things so far?" he asked wondering how she likes her rank.