Tooth and Claw

A few others arrived around him. Competition, but pack mates all the same. He would have to get accustomed to working in a unit. He found it difficult to trust others, assuming that they - as he was - was assessing and looking for ways to improve his own lot.

When the Sultan arrived, Flare acknowledged his presence with a respectful nudge, though it was clear the man was simply there to watch. So he returned his attention to the cat, and the upcoming hunt. She directed them to the type of hunt this would be, and their chosen prey. At her words, he snorted in mild amusement. Leave a challenge? That did not strike him as fitting for the wolves that would be drawn to a pack such as this.

He followed the cat, prepared for the chance to stretch his legs and enjoy the challenge.


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