When Morning Is As Crisp As A Bright Fall Apple
01-07-2019, 08:51 PM
He had just been finishing up his rounds for the evening, his spirits still high since the day he had formed the pack. He was young, but he felt confident in his ability to keep the pack alive and kicking. He had been fairly busy getting the business end of the pack stuff out of the way, visiting with other packs and meeting with other alphas. He hadn't really checked in to see how everyone was settling in. He wanted to be sure everyone had a nice cosy den and all the supplies they needed to get them through this winter. He also needed to make sure every member knew where all the large storage dens were. Upon finishing his rounds he stopped for a few moments to mull over his thoughts. Soon he turned and headed back into the plains, heading towards his den. He had so much to do and he felt like he had no time to get it all completed. He had almost been too busy to spot Lydia's form in the distance. When he did notice her, all other thoughts were shoved aside as he picked up his pace letting out a deep bark to let her aware he was approaching. It was members like her and Riva that he needed to take the time to get to know and even though it was getting dark, maybe he could at least have a short conversation until they parted for their dens. "Good Evening Lydia," he said as he came up beside her. "How are you doing this evening?" |
