The Way of the Fist

Zell's voice rang out across the pack and it had the tan head of Stardust lifting from the floor of her den. She had been resting after an excursion out hunting for herbs and other useful items that would help her care for pups and sick wolves. She was also spending a lot of time with Jewell, ensuring the woman was still coping with her guilt and the trauma that had happened. Stretching out, she sat outside her den and howled to let both Zell and Frost know she was on her way. She couldn't be sure of where Frost was, but she assumed it was on another patrol or even a hunt of some sort. Setting off at a leisurely jog, Star bounced her way toward the valley and grinned when she spied Torin and Jewell. She moved to sit very close to Jewell, sidling up to her to help her hide herself. Even though she was unsure what caused this insecurity, Star would do what she could to help her friend and packmate feel more secure around the others.