Trelleck, trusted and prized by Briavels, also named for an ancient seat of power. The two inseparable childhood friends, if not more. Something is worldly and wise behind these eyes. He lives for the joy of discovery and the joy of lineage - willing to ensure the pack's future with both his blood and the skin of his paw pads.
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04.Nov - Trelleck insisted he and Clearwell go the same way to start that day's scouting. Not a lot of scouting happened for the hour they were out. Clearwell's scent was strong that morning, stronger than also-in-heat Tintern's. Even King Briavels was tempted. The scouts returned a little unkempt and immediately settled in for a long nap before their next shift. On their second shift Trelleck again followed Clearwell very closely, both reporting a 'successful scout' but returning with nesting material from a nearby area. King Briavels just gave them a knowing look and asked the hunters to make sure they were successful today.
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30.Oct - In a great mood after yesterday's events, Trelleck headed to the plains to scout. First encountering a female who straight up cornered him for a mating, who was he to resist? Then from the same pack came another. Two aggressive females in a row meant he slunk home for a sleep. Clearwell grooming him on arrival as if to claim him back. On the evening shift, as he tiptoed through the woodlands he was interrupted by a dutiful wolf, who said she had been sent out to find a stud, so he must be the one. On his return there was much sniffing and inspection from Clearwell.
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29.Oct - Trelleck encounters two female wolves that day. One very friendly hunter who abandoned her hunt to follow the lure of a handsome male that was more than happy to scratch her itch. On his way home, a prance in his step, he felt watched. Another female had followed his scent, the lead of the Astral Forest pack. He did not go back out to scout after, for the events of that shift exhausted him.
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