Not What's Expected [Pack Meeting!]

*Brandr* · (This post was last modified: 07-01-2017, 08:04 AM by Brandr.)

Brandr was excited that spring was around the corner. He'd been working himself half to death trying to keep the pack fed and hoped that with the return of spring the prey would flourish and he could have another attempt at holding a pack hunt. Hopefully the second time would turn out less disastrous than his first. He'd been scouting the plains and the thicket, taking as many notes on the prey's movements as he possibly could in preparation for an early spring hunt.

It was late in the morning of a clear, sunny, winter day and he was just returning to the plains when he heard a sorrowful howl ring out. Brandr's heart dropped into his stomach, his good mood dissipating in an instant. Whatever that call was about it was not going to be good news. Brandr shifted his course to arrive at a small gathering of wolves. He was trying to remember their names but the only one he recognized for sure was the pup Tyrannis. Dipping his head in greeting to the wolves there he sat quietly by himself, waiting for the news to drop.

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