With coming back from a day of hunting he successfully brought back a rabbit. Carrying it to one of the caches he carefully buried it among the other things. Yawning he glanced at the sky it was still a little light out so shrugging he decided to do a quick border sweep. As he trotted along the edge of the territory the sky darkened as night fell on the land. He came across the scent of Namid and someone else. He paused to take in the scents. It seemed to him that maybe just maybe that someone had been allowed to join. He didn't deliberately make the decision but he found himself following the trail that lead deeper into territory.

Maybe he wanted to see the new recruit or maybe he just wanted to see if they had gotten lost. He didn't know why he was trying to find them. He just doing it because he could.

Anthem could tell that he was getting closer to the source of the scent as it had grown considerably stronger. A bark of surprise had his ears pricking forward as he made his way closer. A small tawny wolf stood staring at the sky and curiously Anthem looked up to see the lights as the passed by. Shooting stars. He said in surprise not realizing that he had spoken aloud. He hadn't seen shooting stars since his childhood when he and his siblings had gathered to make wishes on them. Would it be childish if he wished upon them?

Swallowed by darkness a slumbering form lay tucked away in a makeshift den at the base of a grouping of pine trees near a clearing. Ghostly pale in contrast to the world around her as pearl colored sides rose and fell rhythmically with each breath inhaled and released under the flooding beams of moonlight penetrating her humble abode. An occasional flick of the ear occurring when a cricket or other creature of the night dared make a sound within the proximity of her hearing range. An array of foliage and shed fur from her winter coat littering the floor in a dreary attempt at creating home decor. Neither coming close to the perfection that would have been the wolf skull she once upon a time carried with her. How glorious it would have looked with its own niche in the wall. A pedestal of sorts for her to worship its calcified beauty.  

Silent to the world below a great horned owl swoops down from its perch in the canopy to ensnare an unsuspecting rabbit in the death grip of its talons. Soundless feathers lifting the hollow boned bird back to its roost where it chants a victorious series of deep muffled ho hoo hoo hoododo after a blink of its large orbs and rotation of its versatile head to insure there was no competition around with thievering thoughts about its soon to be meal. Sharpened beak making quick work at removing tuft after tuft of hair before slicing into the prized muscle and sinew. Another flick of Hexamora's ear responding to the muffled sound as her state of dreaming was once more interrupted. Slowing rousing the pale coated wolf from her dormancy. But it was the low hum of voices and a bark that finally stirred the resting beast. White shades of her eyelids quickly rising to reveal the heterochromic optics that lay nestled beneath. Blinking away what little sleep remained as pillar like limbs hoisted her frame with a disgruntled heave. Shaking the filth from her pelt.

Who had dared awaken Beauvau woman? Like a phantom her form arose from the hollowed depths of her den, briefly giving her sense of sight time to adjust to the minor change in lighting before strutting towards the area the voices had resonated from. A fiery anger burning behind her eyes. A rage she full heartedly was set on feeding the culprits who disturbed her beauty sleep. Emerging into the clearing the mismatched orbs of hers were quick to hone in on two forms with their heads gawking a the night sky. One a light tawny female most likely the newest addition since she wasn't present at the pack meeting and the other the stormy male Hexamora had seen here and there. Someone who was at the pack meeting. A fraction of a second glimpse herself stolen to notice the shooting stars scurrying across the black abyss. A scoff issued from her lips. Unpausing in her steps the distance was melted between the trio. "What do you think you're doing?" By no means was she referring to the star gazing.

The voice that broke through the silence surprised the large man though he hid it as he looked from the star show to the wolf that in front of him. She was looking him over and he held himself still not changing his posture at all. If she was new to that pack then she didn't need to be harassed by the dominant stances at ever turn. Not that Anthem really cared to act dominantly anyway unless the situation called for it. I've seen them before, during my childhood. He told her simply though a small smile graced his lips at the warm memories that were brought forth.

Opening his mouth once more Anthem but the sudden arrival of the white woman from the meeting stopped him. Her words and their implied meaning made him want to bare his fangs in warning. She had been with that other wolf before she had left the meeting Anthem remembered but he staid silent as Des stepped back before speaking to the white woman. For someone who was edging away she sure had the nerve to speak so boldly Anthem thought to himself in amusement. I came to greet our newest member. Anthem said his voice chilled and holding a warning with in it. He wasn't in the mood to deal with a testy female who thought that she was queen of the place. Plus he didn't want her to chase away Des right after she had just joined. What would that say about the pack?

Satisfaction immediately flooded Hexamora's veins as the other woman was quick to adopt a more submissive stance in her presence. Even going so far as to take a step back. The spotlight now shining intensely on the ghostly woman with each step that brought her further into the small clearing. Mismatched gaze swaying from one figure to the other. Disinterested in the female's words about watching the stars, but ears pinned forward at the {word}cynosure{word} attitude that laced her next sentence. A sinister smirk threatening to tug at the blackness of her lips. "What's it to me? If it wasn't for you noisy asses I would be contently sleeping still. That's what's it is to me. How rude of you two to interrupt my beauty sleep!" A heinous, pearly smile glinting in the moonlight before the attention was drifted from the girl to the steele coated man. The male equivalent of her position. Pack second. 

A glare of equal icy magnitude was shot towards him at the underlying warning his words held. She didn't care if he was playing nice and greeting the newbie. Being new didn't excuse rudeness or wakening up the beast. Flicking her tail at her spine in annoyance a huff left her nostrils as her optics rolled obnoxiously. "Welcome to Fallen Tree Cove, blah blah blah. Enjoy your sissy lala star watching. Maybe you two can be all the more childish and wish upon them as if it'll come true" Another fake smile catching her teeth in the small rays of moonlight before a fit of laughter erupted from her throat. Sides aching from the actions and threatening to send her rolling in the dirt. Thoroughly amused at the thought. Oh what comedy if they actually were dumb enough to believe such nonsense!  

Just as her jaws parted to begin another string of words a growled phrase quickly brought her mouth shut with a hard click. Mismatched optics settling on the man who now held a dominant stance. Tail risen to curl over his spine and teeth bared in an equal dominant show. Refusing to be put down she matched the display. Audits facing forward and body held rigid although her tail remained straight out behind her. Nobody put her in her place. At first he addressed the tawny woman which brought forth a snicker faintly from her lips. One that was quickly hidden once those cold blue eyes came to focus on her now. Meeting his gaze with an equally chilly one from her own pair.

"Whatever." Ears laid flat with a flick of her tail in annoyance followed by an outlandish rolling of her eyes she made no further attempt at stirring trouble with the two. Turning her colorless frame around to head back for the dug out den she had crawled out from. Paws hitting the ground harder than they should have in a way that could best be described as wolf temper tantrum for having her night ruined. If they wanted to enjoy their pretty little stars then fine. They had won this time, but the next time may not be so favorable. Sauntering off into the surrounding forest it didn't take long for her phantom like silhouette to disappear once again into the darkness. Finding her abode with an unexpected gift of a rabbit pellet at her door a low growl was issued as her gaze shifted upwards to the roosting owl above. Swiping the indigestible pieces aside with a quick motion of her paw to send them flying into a near by shrub. Crawling into the darkness inside to curl up and hopefully catch up on the precious sleep the nuisances had disturbed.