Silver stretched and scanned her eyes out over the pack before her. She could see the alpha, in his dominant wolf form resting on top of the large stone rock in the center of the den. He called her over, gesturing for her to join him. She walked over, in her human form, and sat by him, bowing her head slightly. "Yes Alpha?" she asked softly.
He looked at her, watching her in silence for a moment. "Something is off in the forest. Go... investigate." He said a little absently. He wasn't very nervous, and so Silver herself wasn't very nervous. "Yes Alpha." She said softly. She stood and looked up to the sky, closing her eyes and dropping down as the change took her. Her jaw elongated, her nails sharpened to claws, her fur ripped through her, covering her body. She turned and closed her eyes, letting the scents of the forest wash over. The scent of bark, grass, the dew on the leaves...and iron. Her eyes snapped open. She started running towards the scent. It wasn't long before she reached her target, not with her strong legs. What she found made her breath catch.
A man, beaten... human by his scent, lay bleeding on the ground. He needed a healer, something to help him come back. She shook her head and pulled him onto her back, bumping her shoulders to make sure he was situated properly before running him back towards the den.
Rule number 126: I am not allowed to Declare it official hug a
slytherin day.