The pack has settled into the Polar Sound as their bloodless coup had won the Saxe a home. As they all settled into pack life, the large feline known as Azoula had approached him about how the hunters will have to keep the pack fed. It is a slightly foreign concept for Zeke since he has only really hunted for himself and his sister but the thought of taking down bigger prey to keep the bellies of the Syndicate filled is an exciting prospect. The feline roar that fills the air is not a surprise to the young man as he has been expecting the tigress to call the few hunters together so that they may learn.
With speed born of delight, Zeke races out to where the earthen-hued tigress waits, one of her large, soft paws pinning a doomed deer to the ground. Eyes flash with delight as he takes in the scene and he warmly rumbles the woman’s name, “Azoula.” There is no mistaking his interest in his gaze as he seats himself before her, saliva pooling in his mouth as he pulls in the scent of the fawn’s fear into his nose and his belly stirs with a primal need. Duel-toned eyes flicker with hunger as he waits patiently to hear what she has to teach.
"Ezekiel Saxe"
Ezekiel is considered a mature character. All warnings apply to his threads.
