Though he was no longer a designated hunter he still went out and helped the pack with meals. He was strolling through the Fossil Ridge as he typically did now that the Hellborn had taken over his old haunt when he heard a call. The call was not from Polaris! It took a moment for him to recognize the tone! Atreyu! She sounded happy! She may have had good news. With a shake of his fur, he set off to her sound and quickly came upon the lush gardens of the gods. How appropriate!
Her gilded pink pelt was stark against the drenched lush Auster backdrop. The herbs surrounded her as if she were a flower, herself.
"Atreyu!" He called out with a husky wuff. He had a penchant for startling others with his approach. "You called for me? You seem in happy spirits." He commented warmly, she was a bright spark between the days. He smiled at her companion the small Bigs.