Wow, the boy had been popular as of late. Between discussions with his father and cousin, Fate had continued to fall back into the shadows of the lands he was to call home. Determination had filled him to learn all he could from a distance. He had taken it as a challenge of course, trying to allow himself to stalk wolves without being caught. Theoretically, if he could stalk his fellow packmates, then he would be able to follow prey no problem. Fate had decided to follow his sister, Varda, that day. He was quite amused when she called for him while he followed her, just as his cousin had. The boy would gracefully step out of the shadows as the call went up. "Hello Varda!" The boy would greet.
