All That Remains [Pack Meeting]

Since his encounter with Rory, which had probably only been a few days prior, he had been trying to double his efforts. He was worried to say the least and had been patrolling borders while he was out on the hunt. Faite's markings on the borders were growing vary stale and he didn't want any passerby to think the pack was no longer here. So he made frequent rounds on the borders so others would at least know that there was life in these pack lands.

Rory's call had been expected, the younger male needed to let the pack know what was going on. When he heard the call he dropped his current patrol and headed inland in a hurried run. He needed to be prompt to show his support to the younger male. He couldn't see why the pack would be angry with Rory in the lead, but if there was any of those feelings Frost would gladly back Rory up.

He arrived with grand timing and was the first of the pack to show up. Smiling he greeted the younger male with a wag of his tail. He could tell that Rory was a little on edge and before others arrived he approached him.

"Don't worry to much, you'll do great!" he said hoping a bit of encouraging words would help to ease him a little. He knew it could be a lot to handle, but Frost had faith.

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