[RINZLER]
(At the Fishers Pack)
After the wake of the beasts' attack, his mother's death, and his brother's disappearance, Rinzler had been so distraught, every event that occurred after was a haze in his mind. If now anyone asked him what happened a few months after that, he would politely shove the question away.
He hadn't been the only one shattered, even his father had been a shell of himself and only two people, a heartbroken Savannah and a self-loathing Beta Tetra had been the ones who took care of the burial preparations. By the time Rinzler had come to be, many days had already passed.
Now, as he greeted the wolves from different packs streaming in, he knew what exactly his sister felt when their mother passed. He wanted nothing but to head back to his pack and said thank you to his sister for hundred times till she understood how grateful he was for having her in his life.
