Blowing the Bugle Horn
12-04-2017, 07:59 PM
Breasal has been thinking a lot since the last meeting. Seeing the fight over the alpha position made him wonder... what was he passionate enough to really work and fight for it like that? So far he really hadn’t been much help around the pack and he kind of hoped he could change that. He was way more than old enough to be pulling his own weight, but for whatever reason he wasn’t right now. He was walking through the territory musing over it when he heard Frost’s howl. He listened with interest and smiled a little. What perfect timing. He trotted off to find the hunting party in question which wasn’t too hard to do since there were several wolves here already - including his former mentor and his brother. He decided to sit next to Rory, giving him a grin before he looked to Frost with a smile and a gentlemanly nod. At least he was able to be a little productive today. It wasn’t like they really had many hunters anyway and he certainly didn’t mind hunting. If he didn’t like being a fighter so much he’d probably be a hunter instead. Although if being a hunter would help the pack more... He brushed off the thought for the moment and just settled in to wait for the rest of the pack to get there. |