She looked back at him for a moment and slowed her pace for a second or so, "What?" She asked a little timidly, she was a lot smaller and doubted she could possibly put up a fight if she needed to.

Rhyder ran into another tree as he tried to catch up to her. "I need help." He said in a nice tone. "I can't hunt for my self and I'm hungry. Do you have any food you can spare for me?" He questioned as his stomach rummbled.

She looked around for a moment, debating her answer. One the one paw her pack were short on food themselves, but at least they could hunt for themselves. She looked back at him, "You get one fish." She was a little sympathetic and trotted over to him, dropping the fish at his paws.

"Thankyou." He said as he laid down and started eating the fish. He was starving and had started to eat really fast. He then slowed himself down as not to get sick.

Inka watched him for a second with a soft nod before picking up her own fish and padding towards the den quietly. She wondered why he couldn't catch his own food...He looked perfectly capable, but he did keep on running into trees so guessed he was a little blind. She shrugged and came into an opening where lots of wolves scampered around.

Rhyder finished his fish and got up. He started towards his right away from the territory but ended up vering to the left while he avoided and ran into trees. He entered the pack territory and shook his head knowing he made a mistake.

She heard a voice calling her name, "Inka!" They yelled of what she whipped around to see the Alpha, "Oh hello....What can I do for you?" She asked politely. "Our patrol wolves caught the scent of a stray wolf around here... Did you see anything?" He asked firmly, obviously a little worried about the outsider. She thought back to the wolf she had saw but shook her head, "Not that I can think of." She said simply.

Rhyder tried to find his way out but fond himself wandering further and further into the territory. He soon came upon a clearing full of wolves and pinned his ears back.

Inka started to hear low pitch growls from the wolves at opening of the camps so she was curious and padded towards it quietly. her ears twitched back and forth as she tried to listen in.

Rhyder croached low to the ground ears pinned and tail low. A small growl escaped his lips as he backed up. He wasn't a very good fighter with one wolf, but with 2 or more he was sure to die or atleast be badly injured.