Everyone knows I'm dying to feel fine

Jackson had just returned from two days of scouting for herds. He needed to be knowledgeable of their locations since it was winter and time to stock up on food. Hopefully he could gather a few wolves in the next couple of days to take down a few whitetail to stockpile their meat supply. He was feeling rather beat, but he wouldn't admit it. He was trying his best to play his part in the pack. He had been feeling pretty good since he had rejoined, but the back of his mind was still nagging him about the failure of the first pack. He didn't know why, but he partly blamed himself for it and he knew it wasn't his fault. He often wondered how his larger brother was making out and still felt hurt about him just up a leaving. He was also hurt that Riv hadn't come to Fiori to visit, then again Riv didn't even know he had returned here.

Huffing the thick male trudged through the territory towards the falls. He needed to relax and regain his energy. He never slept well when he was away from home and he was hoping to relax at the falls. He moved forward in a somewhat hurried place looking to cover ground quickly. Nearing the falls the male looked around curious to see if any other pack members were nearby. He grew closer to the falls and a form came into view. At first he couldn't tell who it was, but when he grew closer a smile formed on his features. That form was his brother, Razor. Jackson's tail wagged and he let out a bark so that Razor knew he was approaching.

"Hey Razor how's it going," he said as he flopped down in front of him.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think