Poison followed closely behind Esther, letting her lead the pack to the location where they would look for prey. His ears were perked yet all that reached them was the almost noiseless drumming of their paws against the earth. 'Perfect.' he thought, there was little noise that might warn prey of their presence. After a few hundred yards of jogging, the Alpha male changed course and headed to his left in search of a vantage point or a scent trail. Once he had gone far enough so that he couldn't hear the rest of the pack, he stopped and bent his muzzle to the ground, his nose working quickly and his head swaying from side to side as if his nose was leading him on a merry dance. The white male had headed deeper into the forest and still had no luck in search of prey, not surprising since he had been looking in the wrong places. Just as Poison decided to give up, Esther's howl sounded out, calling the pack towards her. 'How convenient, just as I had given up.' The male did feel a little surprised however, surely Esther would know not to howl, it might scare their prey away, or at least alert them. Poison sighed and loped towards the location where the howl had emitted from. It didn't take him too long though, he must have accidentally wondered in the direction of his pack whilst on the search for prey. Slowing down as he neared the others, he spotted Salathiel addressing the two females. "Picked up a trail?" he asked as he padded closer to the group.