In the past he had let bygones be bygones and not interfered with the movements of his pack members. Even when his own former mate had gone missing, he had accepted it after a fruitless search, and to hear that she had forgotten them had nearly eased his suffering. When Deuce had disappeared, it had not been his decision on whether to hunt for her or not, it had been her son’s, and Noah had made the decision to find her. But Adonia being taken from them in the night by some foul trespasser working for none other than Amy; this could not be ignored. How low could a creature get as too yank a pregnant female away from the comfort of her pack. Zalen would not stand for this; and so for every night since he disappearance he had left New Dawn to search for her. He felt he was getting closer, though Amy was difficult to track; but he knew he would find her soon, and he would kill her.
He had not slept much, but in the cool morning of this day he had found some rest after a night of searching. He lay in the sunlight, the rays warming his thickening fur, as he slept dreamlessly. After only an hour or two of respite, he had awoken and gone to refresh himself at the Little River. It was then that he heard the call of a wolf near the border, followed by the return call of Ciara. This was different from the other night, when the rogues of Anathema had come to terrorize the pack; no, this was a regular greeting, and Zalen began his trek to satiate his curiosity on the matter.
Just the previous day, Tharin had brought a new wolfess into the fold; Sarai. Zalen had not yet spoken to her, though he had seen her and now recognized her scent; it had been so long since a new arrival had come to New Dawn that the Alpha felt it would have to take some getting used to; but if there was another already knocking on their borders, perhaps he would just have to live with it. It did not take the Alpha long to reach the borders, today taking on his smallest four-legged form, which was also his swiftest. Ciara came into view, and before her, was Sarai. Wait, no, it was not Sarai, though Zalen would not be surprised if it had been her brother. But as he neared he noted the scents did not match; no this was a completely unique loner, just with similar features; something that was not unheard of in New Dawn.
The dark king walked up the submissive and dirty male, tail erect and body tense with dominance as he sniffed him over; he smelled of the wild and nothing more. Zalen looked over at Ciara to hear if she had anything to say.
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