killers linger the least [attn: jinx and/or njal]

Any are welcome, but I got an objective from Rem as well :3 "feel free to assume that fox met haunter and told him to a) help jinx and njal with securing the borders..."

The first pack Haunter had crossed he'd joined on principle. It was winter and it would be unwise for any wolf to be on their own during these months. This was, in fact, the third pack Haunter had been a part of since December. He always chose to leave after a while and this time didn't immediately feel much different. The ominous, one-earred cur was detached if nothing else, but this seemed necessary at the time and survival was always his main objective.

The leader of these waters was tiny but he wasn't planning on being any trouble to Swiftcurrent Creek, so he didn't think much about it or hold a prevailing opinion on the subject. The leader could've had three legs or less and he wouldn't have thought twice about it. Fox, she called herself, had instructed him on a couple tasks that needed tending to, and seeing as Haunter was far from the lazy type, he took to them with quiet dutifulness the morning after his acceptance.

Clouds prevailed over the sun, leaving the morning in a weary gloom that gave the day a sense of perpetuating sadness. Long legs took him miles from his designated resting spot, having not yet uncovered a suitable den, and he made way for the Creek's borders with the intention of patrolling/familiarizing himself with them. Haunter was aware that he should be joining others in this task but he became less and less concerned with this memory as he traipsed the scent-infused barrier and got a feel for his current pack's surroundings.