NightPack
Loki padded back into camp, his strong muscles rippling under his thick fur. He took a swift glance around the camp, noting that he couldn't see Black Devil, which meant he was probably out or sitting in his den. He shook himself briefly, flicking his ears as he thought. He padded into his den, laying down but keeping himself positioned so he could still see out of the den. He lay there, his mind cold and calculating, as he thought of all the ways he could to try and rid himself of his anger.
DayPack
Lillith pushed herself fully to her paws, without looking at any of the other wolves in this camp, she padded towards what she thought was Black Devil's den. She poked her head in, just to see if he was still awake.