Jökull had also been out and about, tracking down what herds were in the area outside of the pack borders. At least for the time being, the elk and deer here were abundant. But they would be leaving at the end of the season, migrating to warmer climates while the winter's icy grip took hold. It would be best for the pack to make a good kill while they had the chance. The scent of Tiberii nearby gave him hope for that opportunity to discuss such things.

The large Viking took off back into the Vale, heading straight for the black bull and what appeared to be his mate. Valkyrie's scent was also strong where their den was. It looked like she had beaten him to the Pillar's meeting. As soon as they both came into view, he slowed his pace down until he came to a halt in front of his white mate. Hey there, my love. Nice catch. Then his attention went to the black wolf. Tiberii, good to see you again. Is everything aliright? The pair watched and waited for any news she might bring them, hoping that it wasn't anything too dire or strained.