Two Rivers Isle forgive me, Father, for I have sinned

Dag found the man marking the borders, as task that he realized he had not taken to as perhaps he should have. He was a man, now, and could not leave it to his elders to take care of their lands as he had in the place where he'd been born. He could not believe that his mother and father would have ever run him off for it, but they would certainly here.

"Herra," he called to announce his presence as he approached. Head down, ears tucked back, tail waving slowly behind him, he drew near to the alpha but thought twice about bumping his head against him as he'd first thought to. He came from a tactile family, but not everyone had.

Floundering, now, he tried to pu words to the thoughts and feelings and questions that were buzzing in his head. Would Burke answer him, if he could ask? Could he, or did these worries and fears only live in his own mind? Would Burke think him strange or stupid or bad for having such thoughts?