bloodstream

It would take time to fully integrate into the pack. Even after several days (and participating in the pack's rally), Wicked still felt like an outsider. He hadn't even ventured beyond the pack's borderlines. He wanted to meet more of his pack mates and prove himself before he did that. He wanted to be careful and ease into things. After all, he had never done any of this before. He didn't want it to go down in flames.

That thought caused him to make a strange snerk sound as he walked a line invisible to the eye but conspicuous as anything to the nose. While he adjusted to his new home, he wouldn't just mope around the outskirts like some feeble vagrant. No, he he would make use of this transitional period by familiarizing himself with the boundary lines. These scouting missions doubled as patrols. Wicked, alias Pita, would relish any opportunity to keep the good guys in and the bad guys out.