((Rocca: In my post I meant Faidhen, not Rye. Sorry if it was kind of confusing.))
"Faidhen," the black and white wolf replied after a few seconds. He pricked his ears up and listened as a female wolf's howl started calling her pack and didn't expect the two wolves who were with him to be part of that pack.
Luck looked back in the direction of camp. "Hunting can wait, I guess." He muttered under his breath then turned to Dethal, who was also looking back in the direction of camp.
Dethal looked back at Faidhen then motioned with his muzzle the direction where the den their pack stayed in was. "We're going to go back now," he said. "If you want you can come and join us."
Luck thought for a moment. "And you might even want to join our pack." He added, but part of him didn't like the idea. His fur was laying flat down now and he noticed that Faidhen's fur was laying flat down, too.
Faidhen thought then gave a nod. "Okay," he agreed to Dethal about following them back to their pack. With a quiet sigh, he followed the two other wolves in the direction the howl came from.
((She did howl, right?))