Things weren't quite normal again, and Flurry was pretty sure they never would be again. But she had direction now and that was at least something. Flurry adored her younger siblings but she'd decided she was going to start by focusing on the youngest pups within the pack, she felt it was probably important. Especially considering how much of a time bomb their father was in her eyes. Besides it was probably best to start showing an interest in the youth of the pack if she was ever going to take it over. That was what drew her outside, with a mission. Flurry had honestly chosen which of the kids she was going to visit first at random. The problem of course was she had no idea which of the new scents were his. Would he have been taught to respond to calls? Flurry didn't yet know that the young boy was partial deaf, but luckily for her when she tipped her head back to call for him her voice was strong and loud. And Flurry sighed, wondering if she ought to try and find him too but then... Should she not stay where she was in case he did show up here? Why were things never easy?
