Silvertip Mountain Whistle while you work

FitzDutiful had, once again, been doing border patrols. He was focusing on the inner area of the territory, ensuring the any intruders knew they were increasing their risk tenfold but now he was back to the outside area. He slowly trotted again, stopping every so often to mark the border, when he saw his brother running after a red streak. He thought about chasing too, concerned someone had infiltrated them again, when Steady slowed and watched at the borders. He soon continued his patrol and FitzDutiful hastened to catch up to him.

"Hey!" he said when he got closer, smiling to have family within his pack. Even non-blood relatives felt like family to him but there was something extra special about knowing his brother had chosen to stay with him. With a smile, he realised that he hadn't made any effort to spend time with his brother since he had joined the pack. That dampened his smile somewhat. "Have you had chance to meet Zaria, Mason or June yet?" he asked, before hastily adding, "Sorry I never got around to formally introducing you to them." his ears flopped somewhat, showing his true feelings. He was really, really sorry for that.