Easy, Izah... The silvered male coaxed himself to relax. But it was difficult to do, he was on the very edge of his enemies territory; one mistake, even the tiniest one, would be his downfall. What am I even doing here? he thought to himself irritably, but his eyes continued scanning the crowd. A few times he had to change location when the pack patrols came to near, popping up in a different spot entirely. At least he was able to get a better view of the place each time, but still he had trouble pin-pointing the captive.
Ears perking forward, Izah rose his head as two more wolves showed up by a den entrance. Their figures were barely outlined, though the silvered male could find nothing else. Slinking back into the underbrush, he began making a wide berth around the area. When he thought he was close enough, Izah cautiously poked his head out again. He could see the figures more clearly now, a bluish male wolf beside a female. Instantly he knew the captive had to be her, she stuck out like a sour thumb compared to the surrounding wolves.
Well, I found her, Izah thought. But now how can I get her away? And would she even come with me?
Unknown to him, his eyes were already shifting back to their shocking emerald green color. He wouldn't be surprised, though he was unsure if the Alpha was present here at all or still out in the wood searching for him.
