Zero
Zero pricked ears when he heard word of some wolves going hunting. He kept his attention on the foreign pack's apparent alpha, but ever so slightly flicked his gaze to his left. He took in the sight of a hefty black male that held his head with authority, but his tail was raised like that of an alpha. Must be Beta or a Delta. Zero than watched as the Beta wolf began conversing with a tail-less female. He was surprised by this, but was able to keep his blue eyes from widening with it. He also watched as another she-wolf approached the pair. From the way she moved and the energy that followed her summed her up to be someone of high rank, like maybe Beta female or Delta female. Yet, all three spoke differently as if they didn't speak much. Zero's thoughts were cut off when he noticed a reddish male with black markings suddenly stand and begin walking in Zero's general direction.
Zero's last encounter with a pack wasn't exactly a nice memory so he didn't mean to freeze like prey. He moved to where he was facing directly at the orange tinted wolf. His brain scattered and seemed to recollect itself in seconds. Zero turned tail and bolted not listening at all or even turning to look back, just afraid he'd get ripped to shreds or... Hunger. A hunger pain racked his body, and he almost tripped on a fallen tree. His stomach growled, and all he could think was I just might be torn to shreds and my stomach still has the time to think of food!?!?!?