Secret Woodlands But this is the day I miss you

It was snowy in the thickets on this day. The coldness nipping at his paws. He had been doing his normal border patrols until the cold was becoming a bit too much on his toes. Making his way back to the heart of the pack lands he took his precious time, as he was not in any rush. In fact he was not exactly excited to head back into the pack lands. Although he might get lucky and run into one of his alphas. He appreciated them of all wolves in the pack. Except for Nova and that pretty Aideen woman. It seemed that all the wolves in the pack, female wise, were good lookers. He couldn't help but want all of them for himself. But maybe that was just his greed and selfishness kicking in.

Stalking around he wondered if @Koda might be around. Camio needed to interact more, and what better place to start then with his own alphas. Standing in the middle of the pack gathering area Camio let out a low toned bark to announce his presence to all and any around. Hopefully it would be a wolf her could tolerate and not some annoying little pup of the sorts.

Shuffling around the den sight for a minute or two he noticed all the marks of wolves tracking through the snow. He could only assume it was from the wolves who decided to leave their warm dens on this nipping cold day. The Zamora male just so happened to be one of those wolves.

and all the love lost was the love that i kept
in coffins and boxes, a museum of the dead

As usual, the pale male was patrolling the borders. He noted the silence that found them, it had become surprisingly quiet since winter and he was grateful, well aware that winter was the worst season for any pack. He never questioned the loyalty of those that remained in the pack, they had remained while so many others left and for this he was appreciative, and took what ever energy he had in ensuring that they were protected, fed, and looked after. For a moment he wondered over @Miccah, the swarthy guardian of the pack and dismissed the thought just as quickly as it came, he knew that the male had been busy with his own personal issues and hoped that his duty as guardian would not suffer because of it. Increasing his speed, he circled to return to the heart of the pack and listened, with a pause in his stride, as a howl echoed through the land in search of his presence--without missing a beat, he thundered to where the call came.

He lifted his head to assure the waiting male that he was on his way and within a few moments he found himself near the looming figure of Camio, one of their newest recruits. Since his acceptance, the male seemed to be fairing well and he was glad for this, as he had personally accepted both him and his mate just before the beginning of winter, he was happy to hear that his decision had not backfired. "Camio...what brings you out in this weather?" he wondered, feeling the snow fall softly to his pale coat. It would be plenty more days of snow cluttering the ground but he was built for the weather and stood without emotion near the younger male, waiting for his response.