Cera nodded silently but didn't leave right away. She studied her alpha's face, the distant and thoughtful look on his eyes. She the toll this must have taken on him, and pretty much everyone in the pack, and she hated it...Seeing them this way. Cera had meant to confront Zero about this, but for someone reason something held her back. Finally she gathered up whatever courage to speak up and said, "The time you search for eternal life can be used to live your own..." She muttered quietly, she usually didn't say anything unless it was absolutely necessary, but this time she felt like she had to. "Sometimes I do worry about you, Zero..."
The she-wolf slunk out of the shelter and gathered the head tracker, two other trackers, and a messenger. Cera lead the way into the woods with the head tracker ahead of her, the two trackers beside her and the messenger watching their backs. After a few minutes later the head tracker broke into a run, saying that he had scented something. Cera was by his side in a matter of seconds, the whole group of wolves pounding after them. They reached a small clearing and hid behind some think brush. Cera saw a flicker of light silvery fur and the scowl that was usually etched on her face deepened. She stood up and led them away with a flick of her tail, knowing that the wolf they were looking for did not have light fur, but a dark pelt.