(This post was last modified: Jan 27, 2012, 05:32 PM by Kashikoi.)
With death comes life and with life comes hope.
The borders were a common place to find the hefty male – in the past he had always maintained such a role, even when he sat beneath Marsh in the hierarchy. Yet now his need to do so was spurred further.. to protect everything he and Kinis had waited so long for. Other pack scents drifted along their territory, and while Aeylen’s scent was as strong as his, there was one other whose scent lingered protectively along the edge of their territory. Kanosak.
Ruiko had yet to properly introduce himself to the two newcomers of the Creek, in truth, he had meant to get to know Rebecca better as well, and in time he knew he would. Thus far though, Kanosak had certainly bettered the pack, and the tawny wolf was becoming grateful to the male.
It did not surprise him when the sight of the golden male came to view. Casting his bright amber eyes from one wolf to the other, the leader took in the scrawny form of the younger male, noting the malnourishment. Winter had taken its toll, it seemed. Prowling closer to the two males, the regal wolf’s muzzle lifted in dominance, his tail arching naturally to his back as his pelt bristled lightly in the presence of a stranger. Kanosak’s explanation was quick, and as his eyes fell upon the yearling, the Tainn male was uncertain. “Do you have any skills or specialties?”
The stranger revealed proper submission to the male, and as the hefty regal awaited the yearling’s words, he gave a light nod in return to both males. While the boy was scrawny now, the regal wolf was not one to turn away another so young and vulnerable. In time when he was nourished and had gained his strength back he would assist with the pack… until then.. “Kanosak.. Why don’t you take him to one of our caches. Give him something to eat. Perhaps find him a place to stay.”
With the words barely past his lips, the regal wolf strode forward, his stiff limbs relaxing slightly before his jaws cupped at the wolf’s muzzle in dominance and acceptance; Kashikoi was now a member of Copper Rock Creek. Pulling away, the tawny leader gave a small nod to the two males, his large figure slipping past the two to continue along the borders. For now, the Creek pack was one stronger; or.. would be, once the yearling healed from his hardships.