The beta, satisfied that she had asserted herself as the dominate, came to his full height in front of the white she-wolf. His keen golden eyes watched her body posture and studied the way she woofed softly at him. Asher was unsatisfied with her animistic answer to his flirtatious play of words and tone. It was no secret that Ghost was all business and rarely any pleasure, despite his numerous attempts to woo her. Over the last month or so his pursuit of the alpha had gone stale, though he always made sure to show her some charm every once and awhile. It had seemed, or at least from Asher's point of view, that she held no real interest in a relationship with the mature male wolf. It hadn't crushed him too much, though the ambitious wolf was a little let down at the beginning. Now they shared a rather close friendship and Asher believed himself to be one of her closest advisors. "The borders were clean of any signs of trespassers. Stale fox den near the Old Cherry Oak, no fresh trails from the inhabitants." His tone was cool, collected.
The Beta, done with his report, dipped his head out of respect before backing away and turning to trod away, limping heavily and favoring his crippled leg. His eyes narrowed on his daughter, spotting her standing with LifeSimmer and Thorn. Their eyes met briefly as the large dark haired male walked across the camp, though he did not linger his focus on the pup for too long. Their relationship was weak, if not nonexistent, between father and daughter. When Orion had been much younger, merely a few weeks old, a badger had found Vitani's den. Like all female wolves, she had taken herself outside of the safety of the pack to deliver a litter and raise the single pup alone until she was old enough to bring her within the rank of the pack. While Vitani had been out hunting the male badger had sniffed out the pup's hideaway, digging out the entrance. When the she-wolf returned to find her first and only pup under attack, she had acted. Vitani fought off the stout creature with ferocity, but later suffered infections in her wounds that had eventually led to her passing.
Asher had blamed Orion at first, still grieving heavily, but as she grew older he came to a realization that the pup had done no wrong. It was too late for their relationship to be mended by that time and the two kept a set distance from one another. Sighing softly, the adult wolf approached his mother, touching his muzzle to her shoulder as he lay in a spot across from her. "Enjoying yourself?" He mused at the elderly wolf. His mother flicked an ear and rolled over with a huff, ignoring him. Asher chuckled softly and let his tongue roll out the side of his mouth, panting softly as he enjoyed the weak fall sunlight from overhead as he listened to the sounds of camp life.
The Beta, done with his report, dipped his head out of respect before backing away and turning to trod away, limping heavily and favoring his crippled leg. His eyes narrowed on his daughter, spotting her standing with LifeSimmer and Thorn. Their eyes met briefly as the large dark haired male walked across the camp, though he did not linger his focus on the pup for too long. Their relationship was weak, if not nonexistent, between father and daughter. When Orion had been much younger, merely a few weeks old, a badger had found Vitani's den. Like all female wolves, she had taken herself outside of the safety of the pack to deliver a litter and raise the single pup alone until she was old enough to bring her within the rank of the pack. While Vitani had been out hunting the male badger had sniffed out the pup's hideaway, digging out the entrance. When the she-wolf returned to find her first and only pup under attack, she had acted. Vitani fought off the stout creature with ferocity, but later suffered infections in her wounds that had eventually led to her passing.
Asher had blamed Orion at first, still grieving heavily, but as she grew older he came to a realization that the pup had done no wrong. It was too late for their relationship to be mended by that time and the two kept a set distance from one another. Sighing softly, the adult wolf approached his mother, touching his muzzle to her shoulder as he lay in a spot across from her. "Enjoying yourself?" He mused at the elderly wolf. His mother flicked an ear and rolled over with a huff, ignoring him. Asher chuckled softly and let his tongue roll out the side of his mouth, panting softly as he enjoyed the weak fall sunlight from overhead as he listened to the sounds of camp life.