He had been slowly making his way back from the sandbed where he had some failed small game hunting. Because of that his mood was further dampened. The pack had been to quiet, he hadn't even visually seen his brother since his return and Lais was beginning to feel like he was literally the only one left in his family. Surely this wasn't the same pack his family had originally built? (He never had a history lesson so he didn't know much about the pack's history)
He trotted back with his mind full of thoughts. He didn't know who he could turn to or even talk to about his feelings. He didn't know what in the world he could even do or if he could even help. The pack needed activity, to show the world the powerful force that came through the raid. They needed to recruit, to get more members. Maybe they even needed to move, he didn't know, but he didn't feel it was his place to voice any of this.
He was just starting into the was where a distant howl made him pause and listen. Someone was calling a pack hunt together, something that perked up his mood. Picking up his pace he began running to make a quick pass through the wash. He wanted to participate and hoped that there would be success and bonding. He was a distance from the call, though when he arrived he only saw two gathered. He was panting as he walked up beside Gwen, giving a quite nod to the both of them while he focused on catching his breath and getting prepared for the hunt.
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