Float up 'til you're close to God

The training meeting had ended and now the young male had his mind on one thing, finding his siblings. Maybe if he did his mother's mood would lighten and she would return to her normal self. Then things could return to normal once again and he could work on developing himself more in the pack. Little did he know that it wouldn't help, something in his mother had snapped the night of the raid and she may never return to normal again. Once he had made sure his remaining siblings were alright and moved to the communal den with another recovering pack mate he had set off through the territory. Starting back at the den they were all in during the raid he did his best to put his nose to work. The scent would be old, but would hopefully be enough of a start for him. Nose to the ground he began to circle around the area, looking for the scent of his little sister first. She was blind and he felt he should find her first. He knew that both siblings were vary unlikely to be in the same place so he would have to pick who to find first, which would be his blind sister.

Upon finding the old faded scent of his sister he began to slowly fallowed it going slow for now to ensure he wouldn't loose the trail. Fallowing it carefully through the territory as best as he could the male was on his own for this one, he had left Bones to watch his remaining siblings and continue to leave meals at his mother's den. With his mother mentally out of commission he needed someone to ensure the remainder of his family was okay and with all that was going on lately he really only felt like he could trust Bones right now. Several time he had to stop, back up, and get back onto the scent trail. Though he felt he was doing as best as he could. With his focus on the task at hand he paid little attention to the world around him and had no clue of the fellow pack mate nearby. Direction pointed east he continued to move forward.