Born to live and let go

He had been out doing his rounds rather early this morning, keeping himself busy and in shape. Being busy helped him to get over the loss of his mate, though he was hopeful that she was still out there, he wasn’t dwelling on what he didn’t know. He knew she had went out to hunt for herbs and never returned, if he kept the negative thoughts away he managed to feel better and less stressed out. Rory was absent leaving the duties to him, he hadn’t been sure where him and his mother got to, but Frost was doing his best to manage the pack the way Rory would. He had heard of Kane’s return and unlike Faite’s desicion on Miach, Frost merely gave him the rank that fitted him instead of placing him as Girvin. The young male had return home with an injury and Frost didn’t find it right to punish him.

Once his morning rounds had been complete Frost had taken some time to hunt and fetch Rin a meal, something he had been doing for the male to build his strength back up. Now that he had two more hunters it would be a lot easier to keep the pack well fed and take some stress off of himself. He had caught a vary fat groundhog for the male getting it before they all had decided to take to thier hibernation for the winter.

He was heading back towards the dens, his mind elsewhere when an unfamiliar scent hit his nostrils making his hackles prick in protective nature. It was fallowed by the scent of Zuriel which made him curious and he altered his course slightly. It didn’t take long before the small gathering came into view. The unfamiliar form of a male just slightly taller and of course younger then himself mixed in with Zuriel and her kids. He hadn’t heard of the other male being here, but right now he didn’t seem to be of harm to anyone. He headed towards them calmly keeping his emotions in check so he would make a mistake towards this new face. Once he was close enough he stopped gently laying his kill on the ground and looking to the small group.

“Morning, you all are up early,” he said before looking to the dark larger male. “Frostbite Wreckage I’m secondary alpha of Lirim.”