Jesus, he was hungry. Luc had been traveling for two days straight and he had found no wolf pack and no one to help him. There had been a few times he could have sworn he caught the scent of another animal, but as soon as he tried to follow it, it disappeared. It shouldn't have surprised him, after all, one of the first things that wolves were taught as a pack was how to camouflage their scent so as not to lead anyone or anything back to their home. It was often one of the reasons Luc had refused to allow their young pups to travel alone. They couldn't take the risk.<br/><br/><em>Yeah and look where you're at now?</em><br/><br/>He pushed those thoughts aside as he paused by a tree and leaned against it, debating whether he should take a quick nap or not. There was something...troubling him. It was too quiet, too undisturbed. It was almost as if there was no wolf clan near and yet he knew for a fact that there was. He had heard about them, and Luc knew that the alpha was one of the strongest and fiercest. If he caught Luc off guard, then it would be all over for him.<br/><br/>No. He needed to be awake and alert. He had a bad feeling that when he finally ran into them, it would not be pretty.