Closer

The desert was harsh, but Beauregard believes that he was nearing the borders of a pack. He'd heard it from a traveler that a pack was fading, their activity growing scarce. It seemed fortune might smile upon him as an aspiring alpha. He had walked his life as a follower, discovering his path, making friends, and finding love in (mostly) older partners who brought him happiness. This was the last push toward those lands, and as Beau moved with his companions he felt his heart racing. If he could do this, if he could raise a pack, there was no telling what lives he could make for his partners. The strength they could give to Ethne. His ears perked forward, the "wall" around the pack coming into view…