Somebody Once Told Me

Forward dated to present day?

Ever since his promise to Saena to try to be the wolf he was before, the one she respected, Arion had been working hard to patrol the lands, fill the caches and make use of himself. The Greek had always been a man of his word, and he wasn't going to change it now. Besides, he felt like it was time to prove to the leaders that he could be useful when he wanted to, that he could change and stop himself from becoming the complete arsehole he had been when he was a drug addict. Things were going to change; Arion was going to make them change.

The stallion started on another patrol, easily finding a path that most of the pack used and began renewing the scent markers. Pissing here and there, kicking some grass, scratching some bark and more. It wasn't long before he noted a scent of a fellow packmate; it wasn't one that he was well acquainted with so he was unsure of what to do for a moment. Arion made up his mind soon enough though and chuffed softly as he neared the dark figure ahead.