Northstar Vale is it the same for you?

If he wasn't patrolling and marking the borders, Redshank was within them, either getting up to his usual antics or trying to seek out Rannoch to bug him about whatever it was he wanted to know that day. The leader was nowhere to be found at the moment, however, and Redshank hadn't the patience to search for him for any longer than the short time he had looked for him. He gave a huff of annoyance at the absence of the Alpha, instead making his way to the forest of the Vale to check on the bone he had buried some days ago, if it was still there.

The scratch of claws against dirt and soft grunts caught his attention, and the boy veered slightly towards the sound, curious. He came across the stranger who was intent on unearthing...something, and stared for a moment. His scent was wild still, a mix of no single one territory but there were hints of Rannoch's own smell on him, which means he was a newcomer. Redshank tilted his head before casting a glance around, suddenly wondering if maybe this was where he had buried his bone?

"If y'dig up a bone, it's mine," he stated bluntly, turning back to the other boy with a quick growl.