It's All Coming Back To Me

FitzDutiful had decided that this had to end. Over and over again he planned to visit the wolves at the bay - ever since he had met that little cub of Charon. Recent events had dissuaded him from every visiting another pack again, but the trip that Lasher had made to the mountain's borders restored his faith that not every pack would respond so harshly.

FitzDutiful didn't know that the female alpha of the Spine also didn't tolerate visitors to her lands, even if she had been one at his. If he had the hypocrisy would have driven him crazy. If you deny other's to visit your lands then stay away from theirs. Regardless, he didn't know any of this. Instead he wandered to the borders of the Stavanger Bay and howled his presence, awaiting any who would come to join me.

He would be interested in seeing @Charon again, if the boy remembered whom he was, but if he was busy then any of the Bay wolves would be interesting to meet. FitzDutiful waited patiently, willing to give up half his day at least for this meeting before returning home to the mountain.