Relearning the Familiar

So he was one step closer to the life he wished to live. He was part of a pack that expected of him exactly what Ritsuka wanted to accomplish. To better himself. To become one with his fellow members and become stronger. Make a successful pack. The young brute was overjoyed with this fact. The redwoods were quickly becoming a home, and he spent his time exploring, learning of his home, familiarizing himself with the area. Ritsuka was diligent in his routines. In the mornings he would rise early, stalking out to go on a usual walk through the territory. Normally by mid day he would start to cross over the scents of other wolves from his pack, though he had yet to interact with them much.

It was time to change that though. Catching the scent of one of the females he joined with the male would pause, perking brown ears forward. What was her name now...? Qanik he believed. The tan brute would breathe in the scent, tail swishing back and forth as he turned in the direction she had traveled. She had been by this way just recently... likely familiarizing herself with Tortuga's territory as well.

It didn't take long for Ritsuka to locate the white figure. She was about his size, making him feel even more on level with her. The speckled brute would emerge from the trees on her right, falling into step beside her. "Qanik, lovely day, is it not?" Emerald eyes would flick to the female. A pack was not a pack unless the members worked in unison. "I thought that, perhaps today, we could bond a little as packmates. If we all keep running around the territory alone we might as well still all be rogues, am I right?