Trek snarled quietly as he tripped and banged his chin on a rock again. He licked his lips and shook his head, continuing to sprint up the hill. A new smell entered his nose, but he ignored it until he reached the top, sprinting a few yards but tripping and rolling from surprise.
Another pack? He was baffled, and rolled to a stop, getting up on shaky legs.
You've got to be kidding me. He whined quietly and close his eyes, facing his nose to the sky, taking deep breathes to calm his pounding heart. He lowered his muzzle the ground and opened his eyes, looking over the ground.
Yes, it's much more dry up here. I should begin looking. I don't think it grows near trees.. He trotted forward into an open spot, and began looking over the plants that were strewn through the meadow, looking for anything green and looked like a fern.
((Just curious, is there anyone in the mountain pack who is open? It's not needed, since Trek'll be heading back to the cave soon, but it's be fun to be this loner who knows people from both packs, but won't join either xD He'd be like this connection between the packs, in a way

))