Climbing Higher

Though most would have likely pegged Chaos as the lazy sort from his general air of lackadaisical snark, he was actually a rather physically active sort, with his days spent crisscrossing the territory even when not actively on patrol to keep an eye on his pack members' wellbeing. Especially with several of them young, and a few of them older than at least one of them would admit, it was prudent to keep a closer eye on things than just waiting for his members to come looking for him. So when he heard Valdis' call, it was a small thing to change his course to head her way, meeting her near the center of the Range. "Valdis," he greeted with a grin. She didn't seem to be hurt, or in any particular distress, so he kept his stance casual and his tone light. "What's up?"