Félicien had decided it was time to go on another check among the pack. To see how the newer members were settling in. Hecate was one who had been scarce lately. Or perhaps it was he who was simply not observant enough. He felt like he was missing something. Though his mind was still on Tac, the pretty she wolf whom he spoken to his aunt Novella about. She was truly a beautiful creature. Féli couldn’t seem to get her out of his head.
Félicien would pause, seeing the form of the woman Frost upon the ground. He would give a soft sigh, it was the woman who was on probation by Frith. He would pad up to her, speaking gently. “Still trying to figure out where you fit in?” He’d ask her.
