PLEASURE IN THE PROCESS

Alexander had searched, but his search was in vain. He had found no trace of his mother, nor of his sister and Beauregard. It had felt like he was wandering in circles at this point. A bit weary, but he figured it was time to call it quits and head back to Auster. It had been some time since he’d had a sizeable meal, fur a little disheveled, but there was light in his eyes as he walked. Keeneye called from above - a hunting party lay ahead. Curious to see if they might accept another, Alexander picked up the pace to close the distance between them.

Once he had, he noticed that there were two different pack scents, as well as a wolf who didn’t seem to bear the scent of any pack on them at all. The male let his gaze switch to the leader of the group, padding until he was close to her. “Room for another?” He asked. He’d never hunted with a group this large before, but it had to be a nice change of pace.

"Speech," 'Thought.'