On the borders! All welcome!
He lived on the borders. Trips "inland" were only to investigate newcomers and standing members alike. Usually from a distance. He stayed long enough to renew his scent in the inner territories and to roll around in packscent as well. He didn't want to be mistaken for an outsider — a situation he made all too likely by keeping to himself.Today, he was hunting. It was a break from his tireless patrol of the land. In truth, he had been hoping to catch Kinusi on Forneskja's borders again. His unwelcome preoccupation with her still persisted; he had begun to feel grateful to Luhtar for scaring her away. This sentiment, however, lived alongside his resentment rather than replacing it.
Deer was his target. Catamaran rarely bothered with them when he only had himself to feed, but he was duty-bound to provide for the pack. Still, he hoped to run into reinforcements as he followed a fresh trail. Capable as he may be, two wolves were more efficient than one. Thus, his gait was slow and meandering, his ears cupped outward even as he snuffled over another tantalizing spore.
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