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@Capriccio

It was on a mountain he had been born, and it was only fitting that it was to a mountain he should return to stake out a claim for himself. Where, he had not yet exactly decided. But as his paws ascended the rugged rocks and combed through the pastures between them, drifting among the stout trees of the forests and tracing the edge of small spring-fed lakes, that question seemed to become answered. A small smile curled his mouth, and he flicked his tail. He only needed now for the wolves to come, either by his invite, or by their own accord if they should be willing to join him. He reposed on a small rock ledge, from where he could survey a great swath of the land, and a small cluster of mountain goat that grazed between the ridges peaks.