I have been idly watching them, at least from a distance. Their movements are not entirely known though I see their forms far off, darting about the shores. I cannot help but be curious, after all. I had considered arriving, having always taken a particular pleasure in the hunt and yet... she must do so herself. It is no use to help them if they cannot help themselves. I must be certain that she, and those beneath her, can manage their own agendas. And so, I lay idly upon the dunes, watching and waiting for whatever may be to be. I have high expectations, I must admit, of the girl. She was fast to arrive on my day of arrival and even swifter to take up duties. If there were ever a wolf here that I may consider as a candidate in the future, then surely it would be her. In time, I will need the loyal and the strong to stand beside me. I know this pack cannot last with my only advisory being my mother. Mother is wise, yes, but she is not from the same place as others. She hails from privilege and power. I desire those that do not.

There is a final moment after some time; I notice the figure they have been chasing slows, flopping less and less before it becomes entirely still. Its apparent demise awakens me; my ears turn towards them, my eyes keenly watching them as they begin to drag the prey away from the shoreline. I cannot help but feel a growl of hunger. It is then that the smell of blood reaches me finally; it lures me forward instantly. I move across the sand readily enough, joining in briefly with their call and approaching them with a particular swiftness before I pause some several feet away, observing the group that remains. I am not surprised that Achlys has vanished for the time being. She is not an innately social creature. Still, I am pleased with this group. It is only when I see Frostbite that my eyes narrow towards her in inquiry; blood seeps freely from her.

I do not speak of it, however. Instead, I turn my attention towards the others, addressing Alcmene first and foremost. After all, this is as much a bonding activity as it is a task for her. Her completion ensures her a position in the upper hierarchy, but it also ensures I have time to better know those that live within Glorall.

"You have done well. In time, I would like to hear the specifics of the hunt."

I pause for some moments, glancing back to Frostbite. Though the female seems to retain a particular wellness now, she will no doubt require attention. The others, however, seem unscathed. I am pleased at that, and I make it known. I even move to smile, my tail giving several brief waves before I step closer, joining their company entirely now.

"Please, all of you, take what you will of this feast. Eat well and prosper."

For now, I will refrain from taking the flesh. I wish for them to enjoy the simple pleasures of a well earned hunt; they have done well. I suppose it does no harm to give them the opportunity to spoil themselves. Besides, my hunger is not so strong. I desire only the heart, after all.