Hunger

If Torin was given any real time to think about it he might have wondered where all these abandoned pups were coming from that he seemed to stumble across. Not that that was what he was thinking of right now, no right now he was tracking an unfamiliar scent within his own pack, he was on edge by that alone.

A growl was already building on in his chest as he prowled through the lands, he wasn't running but moving with purpose through the lands, clearly confident in his dominance. The scent grew stronger, and it was accompanied by prey scent, freshly killed by his estimation and he felt his anger flare. It was one thing to trespass, another to steal prey from his own home and family.

So to say he wasn't expecting to find a solo pup when he came upon the owner of the scent would have been an understatement. Torin stopped short as he spotted her. His anger suddenly dropping. He swallowed hard before approaching the child. "I hope you've got a good reason for trespassing." He said sternly but not totally unkindly.


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