Freya | Female | 4 | Queen | In; Flame, Acadia, Azuria

Freya wasn't expecting to have gotten the elders attention. Neither did she feel comfortable enough to approach the other as they sat not too far from her. The slight tremor of her body gave way to her anxious mind, though she only took deep breaths to ease her nervousness, gripping the ground softly with her paws as she tried to ease her mind. Nothing was going to happen, the elder is her packmate, they won't be awkward.

Even with those words in her mind, the queen didn't think this much effort was going to be put in to just be...civil in a way with others. Pushing a growl down her throat as she eased a tensed face over to Flame. Finding how she rarely spoke to any wolf in any way, she doubted Flame was just greeting her. A talk wont hurt, and besides, her brother would be happy to know she spoke to someone today with upmost politeness.

"Greetings Flame, I say it is a good day. Figured the pups would like to run around and greet the others just as excitedly." Freya continued on, though her tone was flat and jarring, almost like this conversation has already ended even though it just began. Despite the cracks and soft wheeze of the queens voice, she still held her attention on the elder, having respect for them as all the others should. Freya was no different, sure she was cold hearted and dimwitted, she still wanted to be seen as reliable in a way.

"How have you've been Flame? Holding well?" Finally, she was actively saying things back, keeping some words going. It wasn't much, but to her it was a great accomplishment, not the usually huff and leave, but still...she wasn't sure if her resolve will last.

Though eyes half-opened, Kaido watched as Pistol ran in his sleep. Flicking his ears in annoyance, he suppressed a growl as he waited for the whining to stop. Eventually, the Lead Hunter jerked awake, seeming to scan his surroundings before leaving the den. Finally. Pistol may be his superior, but the sleep running and crying was getting on his nerves, though he wasn't about to complain. A quick glance around the den told him that the other hunters had already gotten up. By the noise coming from outside, he'd say the pack was coming alive. Which probably meant he should be getting up too.

Grunting, Kaido rolled onto his stomach but didn't stand up. Not yet. Straining his ears, he listened to the center of camp. Although he couldn't make out the words, he guessed the Betas were giving out orders, judging by the tone. Fun. From the back of the den, his brown coat blended into the shadows, untouched by the sunlight peering into the hunters' sleeping quarters. His yellow eyes pieced the darkness as they boredly examined the den entrance. While he wasn't sleepy, he wasn't too keen on going out either. He lowered his head back down between his forepaws. They could get him when they needed him.

[Sparrow]/F/4/Alpha/M:Sasha, Raven, Pistol, Grinith/

Sparrow turned and watched her mate walk out of their den. Her tail began to wag, and a smile appeared on her maw. She stood up, her eyes full of light and love as she looked at Grinith. Sparrow rubbed her head against his chin, her ears back happily as he talked to her. She glanced slightly over at her Betas and Lead Hunter watching them. She wasn't a fan of a crowd watching.. The speckled female leaned into her mate, looking into his eyes.

"I sleep well," she whispered, "The question is how you slept with all of the smells." She chuckled before turning to Raven.

"That sounds like a good plan." She looked at the grumpy Lead Hunter before turning back to Grinith. She wanted to patrol with him, her heart fluttered at the thought of it, but she knew that it'd be best if she went on a different one.

Sparrows ear flicked at the sound of Sasha leaving camp. Deciding to ignore it Sparrow made up her mind, assuming that the huge male next to her wanted to hunt.

"Raven, I'll join one of the regular patrols. It'll be good for me to check up on boarders and insure that everything is alright." A swift nod of the head towards the Beta male who had been joined by Shadow.

"Good morning Shadow." Sparrows voice was soft, "Raven, tell me when you are ready to go." Sparrow gently sat down and leaned against her mate once again, taking in his ever so familiar and comforting scent.

[Pistol]M]4]Lead Hunter]M:Lykka, Raven, Kiair, Jiro]

Pistol stood up, and stretched like a cat. He knew who he had to grab. He wanted the bigger patrol, after all, he was Lead Hunter! No use crying over spilled milk he decided. Pistol made his away towards his patrol Wolves, mumbling under his breath. His ears were back, and he had a grumpy look on his face.

When he reached his wolves he didn't bother to sit. He stood over them. "Are you ready?" He asked with a sigh. He was ready to get it over with. Without waiting for an answer, Pistol spun around and stalked towards the entrance.

His paws hit the grass, and he did feel a bit better. He still was mad. He couldn't hear the pawsteps behind him, so of course, he stopped and turned around, waiting for them to catch up.

Jiro listened attentively as the Beta organized patrols. Two hunting and one regular. His would be heading south, towards the river. Not bad. The meadows were fine and all but offered little protection. He couldn't help but feel exposed with all the open space. On top of that, when the wildflowers are in full bloom, they produce an overwhelmingly sweet scent that irritated his sensitive nose. Although not unbearable, he much prefered the cool smell of forest and wet earth the river provided. Not to mention the relief the cold water offered from the summer heat.

Once Beta Raven wrapped up and left to start the regular patrol, Jiro went to join up with his, the group barely getting together before Pistol struck off on his own, looking as grumpy as ever. Jiro held back a sigh, sucked it up, and followed after the Lead Hunter. He didn't get along too well with the Lead Hunter, what with his usual grouchy demeanor and hot-headedness, but he was still Lead Hunter and deserved respect in that regard. Besides, as a Sentinel, Jiro didn't have to necessarily work directly under him, only accompanying his patrols.

Kaido suppressed another low growl in his throat, his yellow eyes piercing through the darkness as he watched Hondo and Brute finally get up and go about their morning routine. He didn't get why the latter insisted on cleaning out the dens. He liked it how it was. But he wasn't about to start picking fights over it either. His rest thoroughly disturbed, Kaido rose to his feet, his large frame nearly touching the roof of the den. Absentmindedly, he streched each one of his strong legs, flexing the powerful muscles beneath his brown coat. Letting out a sigh, he took another glance around the Hunter's Den before making his way towards the exit, his list of reasons to stay inside running thin.

The bright sun blinded him the second he stepped outside, his eyes used to the darkness. Grunting, he waited for them to adjust before continuing on his way, his fur brushing against the den's entrance. Scanning the camp, he saw his packmates going about their business. It seemed he was just in time to see Pistol's tail as he stormed outside of camp, well ahead of his patrol. Kaido shook his head. The Lead Hunter's antics were getting old at this point. Still, it looked like there were a couple other patrols gathering. He was probably on one. How boring. Picking arbitrarily, he headed toward Freyr, his eyes betraying his early morning annoyance.