He grinned at the male’s enthusiasm his tail swishing slightly behind him.
“It’s in the south, we’re a small pack for now but I’m sure in time we’ll grow in numbers and strength.” He explained.
“What can you tell me of Abaven? Other than the fire of course.” His train of thought was swiftly derailed as another fish swam by his paws and he dipped his head under the water to catch it, lifting his soaked face with his wiggling catch in his jaws. He deposited it with the others and nodded his head in silent pleasure. He may not have been a hunter but he did well catching fish.
