Phantom Hollow These walls begin to cave in

Cogitemus gave a quick stretch to loosen his young muscles. Today would be an alright day to possibly mark the borders and have a chat one on one with a pack mate. He had to get to know these wolves closely. He quickly made his way from the alpha den to the borders. One tree didn't look well marked to him, so he takes his claws down it a few times before moving on. He had quite a few responsibilities as a pack leader, but it made it worth the effort in his eyes. Everyone seemed to get along, and everyone seemed loyal to his ruling. The thing he was most excited about was pups! Maybe Malice hadn't thought much of it, but the cold man wanted small fluffy potatoes squealing around him. He kept moving along the border, waited for company.