It had been quite late into the night, yet the dark male's hock have still ached him a little bit. Being a painful reminder of the coyotes that had been driven off earlier that day... Or yesterday already? Well, it didn't mattered much anymore did it? What mattered was the fact that nobody was hurt in the event. After all even a scuffle between some of the yesterday's participants and the scoundrels that dared to attack - could lead to a tragedy. Fortunately nothing like that have come to be at any point of the day, yet Blackmoore felt obliged to get acquainted with the Willow Ridge's borders as soon as possible - to have a general idea of the land.

It was only right now that the man had made his way back to the center of the Ridge, in the middle of the night. There was no sun glow to be seen at the eastern horizon yet, but the man have suspected it had to be quite late into the night already as the temperature had managed to drop enough to be called quite chilly. Though if asked, the man would probably smile and call it "refreshing" - after all his blackish fur liked to give him a hell of a time during the hottest days of the summer.

The male had walked slowly as he'd approached the area where the main den of the pack should be. It seemed however that Blackmoore had spent more time learning the borders today, than visiting the places like these before the night have fallen. So the male had found himself quite perplexed when his eyes could see only what had appeared to be a solid wall of rock. It was honestly, quite embarrassing, as the male adjudged to himself in the almost pitch black darkness. "Crap." The male have silently exasperated to himself as he'd stepped away from the rock before yawning loudly. It would appear he'd come from a wrong side, but the dark male was too tired to try come around at this point. So he'd instead directed his paws to the nearest tree, which was only by grace of good fortune - had a dry patch of earth under it, not covered by snow. Soon the male have lied down, hoping for a little bit of rest after the excitements of the day.

It didn't took him long to find himself in the embrace of the all powerful Morpheus.

The man haven't slept for long enough to fall into a deep slumber yet. Besides it wasn't probably possible for him at this point, at least yet, after all he'd spent the most of past year as a loner. And being one meant that a deep sound sleep was a luxury. Luxury that he could not afford to have. Having that in mind, it shouldn't probably come as surprise to Ravenna that the man grumbled softly and shifted around under the tree - unconsciously reacting to her presence. It took him a while before the dark male have opened his eyes though. In the wild this would be perhaps a fatal mistake from him, but then in the wild the man wouldn't let himself to get so exhausted in the first place. Gladly for the male, and hopefully for others like Ravenna, Blackmoore have found himself here. In the pack.

Again.

The man have soon opened up his eyes, just after an exhausted yawn that have escaped his dark maw have echoed from the nearby rock and trees that surrounded him. His green eyes tried to see, pierce the darkness but they couldn't for a good moment - despite using a paw to rub off whatever was clouding his vision. There was nothing of course, the eyes just need a moment to adapt, realize it's still middle of the night - and that he in fact did not managed to sleep for long at all. The realization have triggered another yawn from the male, as the man rose up from under the tree to shake up his mane and back from whatever have been on the ground and stuck to it.

Only after a while his nose have picked up a fresh scent that haven't been there before, as the male arrived and lied down to sleep. His mind was still hazy, as the male stumbled forward a first few steps before warming up his hurt leg enough to walk without trouble. Following the scent, Blackmoore have circled the rock only to see a familiar silver figure. "Ah, good morning? I think?" The male spoke questioningly as he tried to look around to see the morning luna that haven't been there yet. Despite his exhaustion creeping onto his maw, the man managed to smile softly. Softly but warmly.

He indeed didn't managed to sleep for long it seemed...

"I do?" The brute chuckled in response as he'd heard Ravenna's concern, before continuing. "I had just come here to lie down not long ago, that's why." The male stepped forward to her as he tried to speak with a smile, only to poke at a particularly heavy rock bowl, one of those that were probably on the outskirts of the local collection. A small 'oh' escaped his maw as the male retracted his paw and looked down - only to end up taking a step to the side to avoid any further collisions. "Sorry." He gave her a little embarrassed look for a second before picking up where he'd left: "I have tried to learn the borders as soon as possible, especially with this plague going on. To my surprise it took me well into the night before I have finished." The man spoke, with a brief smile as come closer to Ravenna. Close enough to see her muzzle just fine despite the darkness of the night. "I think that you've failed to mention me how big Willow Ridge actually is last time." A soft chuckle escaped his maw as he spoke. "Nor do I believe you mentioned your position then..." The male questioned, but without malice. On a contrary, the dark male was just simply curious.

The man have blinked in a slight surprise to Ravenna's offer, unsure was she a healer or just someone concerned that knew a little of this stuff. "We can, but I don't need it. I'll adapt soon enough, you'll see." The male refused with a smile, before tilting his head slightly as he added. "However, I'll gladly help if you need to collect anything out there. I may not know much of the herbs myself, but I always had a keen interest in the arts... Just not the time..." Blackmoore finished thoughtfully, while looking slightly to the side for a moment.

Besides it would also meant spending some time with her, if she's a healer indeed.

The male hummed in a denying manner, as the woman before him smirked in response to his earlier question. He was too tired however to try to analyze it too much, but in any way he'd simply didn't mind that. "Well, that's still pretty young age for a pack to me." The male had smirked back at her as he'd spoke in response - after all, his birthpack was fabled to last for a hundred years by now. Which could very well be true, considering how rigid, restrictive and unbending of a social construct it had become over the years. Yet this didn't meant that willow ridge achieved any less, as oftentimes it is harder to start something new that keep it going. "But no less commendable achievement. It bids well for the future." The smirk have disappeared, replaced by a brief soft smile as his eyes returned to her after a brief look-around. Blackmoore have indeed thought so, bolstering his opinion by a knowledge of a two separate litters coming through this year, which he'd saw pretty much on his first day here.

"Have it happened recently? After our last meeting?" The dark male had mused lightly in response, as Ravenna sailed herself a few paces away, then settled on the ground. The man had took a few steps in her wake before settling himself on the ground too. "That would explain a lot, I guess." He mused again, before looking away for a moment. The man have almost opened his maw again however, as he struggled with what Ravenna had told him about the previous leader's departure. But alas he couldn't break himself to say something banal like 'I hope she'd found her' or something like this. Nevertheless - the man had wished that. In silence.

"Well, I guess that was kinda expected." The male have chuckled silently as he'd turn his maw back to the silvery woman in response to her rushed answer about not needing any help with the herbs right now. His green eyes have sparked in amusement however, as his mind picked up a curious inconsistency. "But if so, then why we'd would have to go looking for some yarrow? Wouldn't it be more exhausting for you than picking some from the storage?" He swung his head to the side a little as his eyes locked onto her with a curious gaze. "After all, interested in the arts or not - I could be tasked later to find some replacement - right?" The man chuckled again, a little louder this time as he'd let his words hang and echoed in the air, before speaking again. "And I wouldn't mind that honestly." A soft grin have come upon his face as he'd said so. "Actually I would very much like to broaden my skill set with some medicine one day." Even more so, if Ravenna would turn to be as much skilled as her mother.

A soft smirk crossed his muzzle before the male had replied to her in a light tone. "Well, my eyes do tell me that it will."  He spoke, without even directing his eyes to her belly, but confident in that the silvery woman would pick up what he meant. The smirk faded, as the male mused about the information he has been being told by her so far. A thoughtful look on his face as he listened, before attempting to smile again as he spoke once more. "I see." A simple comment, as the male didn't had much more to add. Well, not without prying that is...

Their conversation had moved on to herbs soon after, as the male inquired about the reasons behind Ravenna's offer to go out and seek for the herb while there was a fully stocked den nearby. The male chuckled softly after tossing the proverbial ball onto her part of her equally proverbial playing field, and he did it again as his feverishly green eyes saw a signs of short fluster creeping onto Ravenna's maw. It took her a moment to finally come with a reply, but the man had waited for it patiently. His head had tilted slightly as the male have listened to her explanation, before smiling up a little.

"If I really look that bad, perhaps we should go then?" The man casually stated, all the while rising up from his haunches before taking a few steps towards Ravenna. "I'll at least know where to look out for some relief if I'll keep having troubles adjusting to the pack life." The male added with a soft but sincere smile.