Alpine had been at the edge of the territory as the call rang out for the hung, and the first sound of it was one that he had missed. In fact, as he found himself moving back into the Valhalla territory it was the sound of commission, the joined scents of many in one place that alerted him. He had been surprised, and worried that he had missed a meeting had found himself moving quickly until he was within view of the group. He recognised a couple of wolves within the mass, with Lyric being the first to catch his eye. He vaguely knew Surrel from the meeting that had commenced upon his arrival into the pack but the rest of them where almost strangers to him.
As he approached he heard snippets of conversation, enough to tell him this gathering was for a hunt of sorts. He cleared his throat, casting his eyes about as he tried to asses who was the one on point, leading this hunt. ?I was out of the territory and think I missed something? he said with a warm, if slightly embarrassed laugh. ?Can I join this hunt? Can?t say I?ve been a part of a pack hunt before and it could be an interesting experience? he admitted. as he fell into step beside's Lyric, brushing his tail against her side in greeting without actually speaking, he was worried he had already disrupted this hunt enough as it was.
