Bearclaw Valley ME!ME!ME!

Maybe @Hestia ? c: Since he's yet to meet her. Anyone's welcomed, though.

With an injured pack mate residing within the leader's den, Kove had taken to avoiding sleeping there as often as he could. Of course, with Scarlett there, he could not stay away forever, but he did his best to keep his distance. It was the Roman who needed her attention, as she was caring for him while he healed up, and he didn't want to steal that away. He'd been around her for a long time now, and actually felt that a bit of space might serve as a good thing—even if he didn't necessarily like it at first. There were a number of times he tried to keep himself away, but then he would find his legs carrying him in the direction of the albino. He'd needed to remind himself that she was busy, and that he should be as well. Another thing that kept him away from the den was his need to be on guard duty. Even if it was unlikely the loners would come back so soon after having just attacked a pack wolf, his inner warden kept him glued right within the rocky path. If anyone tried to enter who wasn't welcomed, he'd be there to stop them and send them on their way. Even attack, if necessary, but it hadn't come to that. In truth, he hadn't seen any loners looking to cause trouble, just some wolves looking to join the pack. One of which happened to be an old friend of his, whose presence he was appreciative of.

Now, though, the ghost was not out guarding the entrance to the valley, but was instead close to the heart of it. He'd made his way towards the river, but did not stop to drink from it or even cross it. Instead, he walked along it, heading in the direction of the waterfall. Now, it was a known fact that something resided behind the waterfall—a tunnel, of sorts—but where it lead, he didn't think anyone knew. The pale king was not even positive it lead anywhere, but a feeling in the pit of his stomach told him that it definitely did. So, when the man reached the waterfall, it was no surprise when he started examining the ways to get behind it. The way to it was clear enough, though it was something that certainly screamed 'be careful'. The copper gaze of the Inuit was pulled away soon after, though, as he started to scan the surrounding area. He wished for an acquaintance to accompany him on the little adventure, just in case it lead somewhere that sparked an interest in him. If that ended up being the case, there was no doubt he would stay behind a bit longer to further explore, but didn't want to worry Scarlett with not knowing where he'd gone. Seeing nothing, though, he looked to sky, taking note of how dark it'd become already. Kove considered letting out a howl for another pack member, but decided against it when his mind, once again, reminded him of Raziel and his current condition. He needed his rest so he could heal properly, and waking him up so late was not ideal.

Kove allowed a deep sigh to escape passed his lips as he realized he would have to do things the difficult way, and actually go look for someone to accompany him. It would take much more time to do it that way, but the sooner the Roman was recovered, the better. Turning, the man made his way pack towards the direction from which he'd originally come, following the river at a moderate pace. It was a source of water for the pack, so he believed there to be a high chance at finding someone there along it. Determined to get his little adventure moving, his pace picked up a bit and his eyes scanned the areas as he passed them, looking for anyone he could sucker in to going with him.