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Finally, Floki felt confident slipping past Moonspear's borders once more. Or, at least, he had enough assurance to do it after hours; he had spent a full day patrolling with Charon, learning how to respond to various situations that could arise along the borders. Once the sun started to set, his brother and Alpha had dismissed him. But rather than retiring alongside Wildfire, he roved until dusk was upon the wilds.

He hesitated at first, but his adventurous heart eventually got the better of him. He was a Beta now, but he was also an outrider -- and Charon and Amekaze had never indicated that he needed to stifle his desire to explore. Rather, his trade seemed to compliment theirs, as they were both wolves intent to guard the homestead. He could operate as their second-in-command and as a scout, however that benefited them.

So the boy's heart was light as he loped southward, into the valley adjacent to Moonspear. His confidence suddenly drained when he spotted a rather ethereal-looking figure; and, being young and immature, he quickly convinced himself that it was a ghost of some sort. With hackles standing on end, Floki came to a halt, his blue eyes fixated on the ghastly wolf, unaware that it was an adolescent from another pack who felt just as apprehensive as he did.