Come forth

A day had passed since the older brute had split apart the fight of two pups, he still shook his head at the thought of the older boys anger, that the life he had mourned was that of prey. Perhaps it was a totally alien concept, with wolves in these lands taking on some creatures to be their companions, but surely such a thing had to be taken under much consideration ? if you felt for your prey, you would starve.


Nonetheless he did not want the other to hold a grudge against him. Alpine would gladly chastise and intervene again if necessary, for he would not allow such anger and brutality to come from or be dealt against the youngest generation. Nor, however, did he want the other to grow up with resentment, so he began to search for him to bond with Laufey and cool any grudges the other might be harbouring towards him.


The cool air of the early morning was a soft wind against his pelt, and the scent of Valhalla thick in the air. He was a good tracker, but re-acquaintancing himself with pack life seemed to be messing with his sense of smell. Eventually he stopped bothering to track down the pup and instead raised his nose to the air and howled out his name, requesting that come to Alpine. There was no menace in his howl, it was almost the type one might send out to their student.



"Speech"