Another trip outside of the pack territory, hoping that possibly he could help in finding Jewell's two missing sons. He had more time now that Torin helped him lead, he was thankful that the younger male was persistent in wanting to help lead the pack. He didn't move too far from home at first hoping that maybe they were close to home. He knew that it was highly unlikely, but he had to give the thought a chance.
The range was a strange place, but held a good supply of prey and plenty of places for someone to hide. It would be an ideal place for a runaway to stay in. So he headed towards the structures that stood in the territory, but before he could arrive there movement in the distance caught his eyes making him stop and survey the territory. His eyes focused in on a small white form, slowly moving through the grass. His brows furrowed as he realized it was a wolf pup and not some small animal. Glancing around he looked for parents nearby, but he saw none. Maybe the pup had wandered to far?
Huffing lightly he altered his course and headed towards the pup. When he was about 20 yards from her he released a soft bark so he wouldn't startle her as he continued to approach.
