There's A Mess But No One To Clean It Up

Casso came up short of finding prey to take back to the ship from within Incindium's territory and that drove him out of the pack's borders to begin searching for something to hunt out there. He was glad they had a well stocked store of food right now and that the pack wasn't too large to deal with since this cold weather seemed unrelenting. He still hunted at least a small something each day, partially to make sure they weren't working through their store of dried meats unnecessarily and also just to give himself and Yuri something fresh to eat occasionally. He had done his best since his brother took over the pack to stay connected with the pack, but it was difficult. He almost felt like he was just living there separately with his mate while the rest of the pack lived around him.

Thus far he hadn't found enough issue with that fact to do anything about it and he didn't think he would until the weather improved. As it was he was just happy to have a place for him and Yurei to live safely. He was confident that he could take care of himself on his own, but looking out for himself and Yurei as well was another story. And then there was the whole worry he had over his brother to deal with as well... So far Ignis hadn't caused any more damage since his violent take over of the pack, but he truly wondered if he'd ever really have the trust of everyone again. He still wondered how deep Ignis' issues ran - if they were as deep or worse than his own - but did his best not to think too deeply about that possibility.

Boris swooped low over his head with a hoot to get his attention, causing him to lift his two-toned gaze till it landed on the dark brown and white striped woman that was trudging through the snow ahead of him. He slowed to a stop and paused as he watched her for a moment. She was familiar enough to make him pause, but not enough for him to feel comfortable getting her attention. He chalked it up to yet another face he had seen in passing or a misplaced feeling of recognition and brushed it off. He turned his attention away from her so he could start scanning the empty plain for any sign of something he could hunt, but kept her in his peripheral vision just in case.

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