Alkah lay half-awake and chewed on a bleached deer bone that must have been a year old; no meat or flavor was left but it still provided some entertainment. When he realized a large portion of the pack had left, he scrambled to his feet and tucked his tail between his legs. [i]They'd think terribly of me if they came back and found me with no food.[/i] 
The dark wolf scratched some dirt onto the dry bone as a way of warning others off of it so that he could give it away later, on his own accord. With that task done, he slipped out of the clearing alone and decided that the risk of being found by a tiger was worth the chance of scoring some food for the pack and himself.