<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Onp4Ux3.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Bhaltair</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Rank: Sitter<br/>Location: Healer's Den</span></strong><br/><br/>Bhaltair was pleased to hear that there weren’t any serious injuries from the hunt. The last thing they needed were wolves getting serious injuries that could could potentially kill them from infection. Winter was already scary enough as it was with food being scarce and everything freezing over. He wasn’t sure what was worse at times, though, the freezing temperature or the cold feeling he was beginning to feel among the pack. Somedays he felt the warmth of the pack being smothered by the heavy snow storms and feared with would wash away in the rains and leave cold, selfish, wolves in its place.<br/><br/>Luckily though, there were still wolves like<strong>Vianti</strong>that gave him hope. He tuned to her, laughter in his eyes,<strong> “Nonsense, everyone can always use some encouragement.”</strong>He was teasing, but he also fully believed that a little encouragement is always a good thing. His expression grew somber as he gave a sideways glance to the cave entrance. He spoke softly, his tone grave, “I do worry…,”[/b][/color] He trailed, thinking of how angry and competitive the wolves seemed to be lately. He wondered if “Survival of the fittest” were going through their minds when they hungrily came at the carcass.<strong> “Fasting for so long might be taking it’s toll.”</strong>That was all he would say in reply to Jag’s comment about the pack spacing their meals out.  Movement caught his eye, it was<strong>Vitani</strong>revealing her injury to him. He hunched burly form over so he could peer down at her paw in pure curiosity, sniffing lightly. He nodded his head, accepting her reasoning without question. It wasn’t out of the ordinary that such a thing could happen, warriors were always sparring and getting light injuries. While he worried about them, sparring was necessary to keep in shape, so everyone was able to protect the pack when necessary. He remembered from when he had once questioned his brother.<br/><br/>What<strong>Jag</strong>suggested next had him straightening with a snap and looking at him with a bewildered look.<strong> “You think?”</strong>He excitedly questioned, perking up as<strong>Vitani</strong>agreed. His tail thumped the cold earth as his gaze fell to his large forepaws.<strong> “ I<em> have</em> been feeling pretty useless lately. I’m an able-bodied wolf and I feel I should be doing more for the pack if there are no pups currently.”</strong>He nodded his head to<strong>Vitani’s</strong>comment as he replied in a quiet, almost conspiring, voice. He knew he was suggesting questionable things.<strong> “Perhaps, there may be pups from <em>you</em> next spring.”</strong>He winked at her before, in a louder voice, he said,<strong> Should you and I got speak to <strong>Zuya</strong>? Oh! Would you teach me?” </strong>He stood with excitement, his tail wagging back and forth, making his hindquarters sway. He watched<strong>Vitani</strong>in his peripheral to see if she may have a reaction to what he’d said while he acted like the comment was never said. He wasn’t necessarily hinting in them being together, but the idea of her somehow having pups by next spring and just what that would mean for the pack. He worried for her though, if that were to ever happen. Things could get dangerous.<br/><br/>