<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Eivind's first day hunting hadn't been successful. Nothing was ever guaranteed of course, and so he kept venturing outward, hoping to lock onto something worthwhile. Rabbits wouldn't cut it right then. He needed something to really replenish their depleted stock, especially now that he had Blue to provide for. Sig was sticking around too, which Eivind actually appreciated, especially when he had to leave his mate. Blue needed all the allies he could get. He laid up underneath a tree that night to sleep, missing Blue, but confident he would have better luck the next day.<br/>
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It was the case, at least for a little while. When he got up he managed to lock onto the trail of a buck, but it wasn't the only thing. Another wolf, one of Lofgren's pack. Eivind couldn't help but head towards both, eventually switching targets altogether. The other wolf caught wind off him too late. He was smaller, young obviously, and tawny colored. Eivind didn't know anything about him, only that seeing any part of Lofgren's pack filled him with rage. Maybe he'd touched Blue. Maybe he'd sat around and watched. It didn't really matter. Either would have been enough to send Eivind after him, and it didn't help when the smaller wolf took sight of him he broke into a flat run. Maybe he knew who he was. Perhaps he had good reason for running. Eivind didn't hesitate to give chase but the smaller wolf was running for his life. Likely he knew what Eivind's teeth would do if he got a hold of him. The aggressive wolf was unlikely to let go. His running made Eivind that much more intent, his desperation to get away pointed towards his guilt. There were not fair trials with wolves. Eivind wanted to shred him.<br/>
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The younger wolf was agile, trying to take refuge in the mountains. Eivind was relentless, following the path of least resistance, hoping his stamina would win out. The terrain was rough on both of them, rock sliding away when they hit certain areas but Eivind wasn't as concerned about the danger as he should have been. He was purely focused on catching his target. He wanted him to pay, and it was perfect out there in the woods with no one around to really figure out what happened to the body. His target was climbing to higher elevation, light on his feet, but with their combined weight more rock started to slough off. This time it was enough to carry Eivind down and scrape him off the rock face. He scraped his feet scrambling for purchase, loosing claws in the process before taking the brunt of it across his right side. He collected like rainwater into an area he'd bounded over going up, not paying attention to, straight into a hidden crevice between two sections of the mountain. It was farther down than he would have imagined, initially trying to wedge himself between the two great slabs of rock. It slowed his descent at least but it didn't stop it. Closer to the bottom the sections parted farther before dropping him completely straight against unforgiving rock bed. Bloody scrapes were nothing compared to jagged pieces of limestone being driven into his body with the weight of his fall. The worst one had been taken through the muscle of his thigh and it was a long while before Eivind could think to do something about the bleeding, the wind knocked clear out of him.<br/>
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Sig knew Blue was worried. Truthfully, he was a little worried himself. After knowing Eivind and Blue it didn't seem right that he would be gone as long as he had been. Not when Blue had been with the pack such a short amount of time. Not with the two of them just barely testing their tolerance for being away from each other. Even if Eivind had been unsuccessful in the hunt he imagined he would have admitted defeat and come back home. Proving himself a successful hunter didn't seem like such an important thing to him that he would neglect his mate. Of course, he didn't voice himself yet. Blue was already starting to fret and anything at all would make him that much worse. Initially, Sig had said it was fine, that Eivind would come pounding on the home with something big to explain his prolonged absence. Now though, Sig wasn't so sure.<br/>
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Alaric came in without knocking as he prone to do and Sig thought he might be helpful. Blue expressed his concerns and the wolf only snorted.<br/>
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“I'm sure he's fine, Blue. You're just not used to him going off and having his alone time.” Alaric made a motion with his hands that Sig was sure would not sit well with Blue. Dismissive. He wasn't putting any stock into Blue's concerns at all.<br/>
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“Look, you're new to this. New to Eivind still. It'll make more sense with time. Synnove didn't like being away from Sieger either when they first mated.” Alaric helped himself to the stash of cookies sitting out on the counter. He'd been pretty friendly with them, having more time to relax with mixed company because he was still a bachelor wolf.<br/>
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“Don't get any stupid ideas. You stay put. No sense in you going out and finding trouble again. I don't think Eivind wants to rescue you twice on top of whatever else he's doing,” Alaric warned, unsure what silly things a human might do with their concern. “Don't even ask me to take you out looking either. I'm not up for that kind of responsibility.” Eivind would rip him a new one if he took Blue out and he got hurt. Sig looked briefly to Blue, unsure what the circumstances were behind his first rescue, and he didn't ask.<br/>
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“But..” Sig started, trying to come up with a compelling argument and failing. “I'm not really so sure Eivind would stay away this long.” Alaric was shaking his head.<br/>
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“You've known Eivind even less time than Blue. This is nothing unusual.”</span></span>