Swiftcurrent Creek Freeway dirt bike, popping wheelies

He is here specifically to see @Sovereign... but as he is still openly trespassing on pack territory, I am leaving this open for any other joiners!

Days. Weeks. Months. He doesn't fucking know how long it's been. Endless roaming has its disadvantages... that's for damn sure. But, maybe it has a few advantages too?

After his last encounter with Sovereign, he honestly thought he would never see her again. But as his feet led him to the valley, there was no mistaking her present scent. 

Of course, after parting on rocky terms, maybe he was an idiot to consider lingering near and maybe even making his presence known. But what else was there for him to do? For him to live for. The girl had once been his whole life, along with her mother. May she rest in peace.

Long moments of consideration passed. Days, more-like, before he gained the courage to stride further into the valley in search of his deceased wife's look-a-like. There was no telling how she would react to him being here. Yet, there was a part of him that didn't really care. If she told him to go, he would. Or maybe he wouldn't. To be determined, on that bit. And if she wanted him to stay? Well—that invitation sure as hell wouldn't be turned away.