Sleeping Dragon vikings attack paris

Yeyy! Sorry for the delay c: Also gonna assume this was /after/ the incident with Cirrus and the Swan 

He had continued his duty of patrolling the borders, personally he was on high alert after the incident with the silver wolf that dared to traverse the property of his superiors. Although it was small, it took a while for him to be able to drive it out of the territory, and he had been left with a small scar were muscle broke on his neck. He rather enjoyed the stillness that followed, at-least on his side. He tried to calm himself with the walks circling the pack borders, and they always were... word? Beautiful, that's what it was. Boot-iee-full, he hadn't used the word for a long time, and it felt almost awkward in his head. He said it to himself, "Be-oot-iful" he tried, and was satisfied with that.

As he slowly treaded around the pack territory, he tried counting his steps, but failed eventually. He would use this time to improve his verbal and mental skill, each day, so that one day he would be as intelligent as he was large, and yet he would have a loooong way to go.

Goliath soon found the scent of another wolf, but he was easily calmed after recalling that it was the scent of one of his leaders. It took him a while to realize how much younger than him they actually were, as both of them acted much far past their age. With wanting to know his pack members better, Goliath began to trod towards her position, not really thinking if the particular wolf was busy.