F?licien knew how hard it had been for those in Threar after the summer storms, but the realization that he knew little of the state of the other part of his family in Sawtooth dawned on the young male, and a trip was made. He could only pray that the rest were all unharmed. F?li was not the closest with the rest of his family but blood was blood, and nothing would severe that sort of bond. Perhaps it was here in Sawtooth he would be able to find more stable training... and make himself more to useful to his own pack. Or... maybe he could ask Frith... There was so much to think on.
F?licien would lift his head as he came into family lands, ears lifting some. there were new scents mingling with old... even pups. Pups? Who had children? F?li would frown, tilting his head to the side. He couldn't think of who might have been possible to expect a litter from. Mis-matched gaze would look around the delta. In fact... some of those scents seemed close. Was the den located near here? Or were the pups merely visiting this part of Sawtooth?
"Speech"
