Up, Up, and Away! [AW]

Well this was certainly not an encouraging sign. Brandr came to a halt beneath the great, gnarled trees of the Mile High Woods with nary a sign of Dauntless. He could've sworn the pack had settled in the north and yet he'd been all over the territory and found no sign of Tyrannis' pack. Brandr had hoped to locate the pack and arrange a time for him and Corentine to visit so she could see her mother and her brother again and perhaps they could speak of alliances. With the Abraxas looming on the horizon Abaven would need all the allies it could get.

Brandr heard the sound of voices in the distance and moved swiftly toward them. Some loners? Perhaps one of them might no what had become of the Dauntless pack. He upon a female about his age and the strangest looking pup he'd ever seen up in the trees. The gangly youth was covered in a strange startling pattern. The wind shifted and the smell of fish caught his attention as he turned to see a male sleeping not far off. A family outing? He dipped his head in greeting toward the woman. "Hello there, I'm sorry to interrupt. I'm looking for a pack called Dauntless. You wouldn't happen to know of it would you?"