Ravensblood Forest oh i don't pay for suits

border marking thread for teaghlaigh's 10+ relevant threads. short post is short~.

The morning was early, the golden sun rising into the horizon, bathing the forest in it's golden light, painting the dark leaves of the seqouias, straggling rays that broke through the canopy that hung above touching like a lover's caress against his back as he moved slowly through the forest, pausing along the path to lift his leg and urinate upon the thick trunks and bracken covered forest floor. He alternated between that and kicking up clumps of grass and dirt, utilizing the scent that his paw pads secreted to aid in the process. It was a slow process, an arduous progression but a necessary one. One section at a time, Arturo told himself, wanting to be through at his border marking. It kept his mind from wandering and thus kept him solely focused in the task he had set upon with determination. He would mark for a few hours, perhaps search for potential recruits and then return right back where he left off. As he had just started, however, he knew he'd be at this for a while and prepared himself for the uneventful task.