Following the Stream up North [PACK HUNT]

He heard the call, ears pricking at the sound and listening to the fading echoes even as he headed off. A pack hunt? He had never been in one before, he had hunted with his family but never in a pack hunt, his mothers pack had never organized one. The hunters had brought back kills, everyone had hunted for themselves it seemed. It wasn't until now that he realized how divided his mothers pack had been. But with so many wolves it was hard to know them all, it was hard to know them all as well as you knew your own family and that made him kind of sad almost. He was enjoying his time here, enjoying seeing familiar faces and knowing his pack mates, enjoying growing with the pack. Gaia might not like it here and yes he was trying to not get too attached in case the day came when Virgil ripped Katja from her throne or the two females battled to the death. What would happen to this pack then? He sighed, head lowering slightly as he padded towards the gathering, nodding to D?gmar in a short sign of recognition before padding towards the gathering of Gaia and her siblings. Another black and white boy was here that Solo didn't recognize and the red boy would flash him a quick smile. Nemisis and Andromeda were here to, Solo would nudge Gaia gently in greeting before seating himself beside her. He hadn't gotten to know Gaia's siblings well in his time in Olympus but since the battle he had a newfound respect for Nemisis, the boy had share the same opinion of Natalaya's twisted logic that he had. He wanted to speak to him one day but for now, they had things to hunt and kill...