Eytan

Dawn found the alpha male flopped on his stomach in the snow, nose buried underneath it. Dusty painted voids flicked about him in some semblance of a guard, but truly the large brute was deep in thought. Lone ear twitching in irritation, his mind was lost in many thoughts, his heart heavy with cares. Laying there, he thought.

Nightcrawler

The ebony wolf sauntered back into the pack lands, having been unsuccessful in his attempts to locate Kali. Carrying his sleek banner low behind him, Nightcrawler approached his alpha. As the lithe body drew near, it also shrunk closer to the ground in respect; and in appeasment, for he had failed Eytan.

"Eytan..." Night began, looking earthward at his raveny paws. "...I... can't find her... Kali. I'm sorry..." For a moment, his piercing yellow orbs flicked towards Eyran, then shot downward again. He had vowed to keep her safe, but now she was missing.

Eytan

Hearing the soft voice of Nightcrawler, he smiled quietly, shaking his head a little, for he could see without trying that the yellow-eyed male was feeling badly about letting young Kali escape. Keeping his voice low and calm, he tried to ease Night's worry. Easy, friend. I'm not angry. I charged you with a difficult task, one that I knew to be almost impossible. I had only the vaguest hopes that you might succeed. Kali requires a special finesse which I am afraid I have never been possessed of. I know that you have tried your utmost, Nightcrawler. And that is all I ever ask. And he met Night's yellow lamps with his own dusty tan ones, a final reassurance that he was not angry.