Try it if it feels right

He had just finished a hunt and had taken his kill back to the kill pile. He hadn’t been hungry but he was sure someone in the pack would be hungry. So he had left it for the members of his pack to devour. He had been on his way towards the borders for a patrol, when Riva’s howl caught his attention. Lifting his head and picking up his pace the large male tried to meet her halfway, since it sounded like she was traveling through the pack territory.

He met up with her and before he could say anything she beckons him to fallow her. He watched as she turned and began heading back where she came from. His brows would raise in curiosity before picking up his pace and heading after her. It didn’t take them long to get back to the border where Riva’s friend was patiently waiting. Seeing the unfamiliar face drew his curiosity more.

“Who is your friend Riva,” he asked before he smiled at the female. “I’m Branch Wreckage.”