Ouroboros Spine PACK ACTIVITY: remember all the roads

anyone going for the warden trade :)

The Epsilon made his way through the lands of Ouroboros Spine. There was no rain yet, but by the looks of thick clouds that covered the majority of the sky, he wouldn't be surprised if a storm started very soon. No weather, bad or good, was going to stop him from patrolling the borders though, he was a dutiful wolf, and it would be hard to wrench him away from doing what he was supposed to do. Not that he would even allow anyone to that, unless it was one of the leaders who was commanding him.

Arverk shrugged away the thoughts of his previous spars, he was doing well on earning the trades but his wanderlust had delayed him. It did not matter now, the aspiring warden did not plan on going anywhere too far for a long time. The pack needed him to secure the borders, especially now since Tonravik was becoming visibly more pregnant with each passing day.

He found the scat of foxes, and bore no interest in having them around. Those days were gone, and even the smallest of predators were not welcomed near the Spine, for they could pose a threat to the upcoming cubs. Arverk might have to chase away or kill those pesky animals, it was for the good of the pack after all, and those creatures brought no benefits to the wolves as far as he was concerned.