Moonspear Trying to hold on

Since the update says the pack cap is increased, I assume there's room for more. Correct me if I'm wrong, though. :'^)

Bernard had eaten little during his backtracking, not having alloted much time to the task of finding food since he wanted to attempt joining a pack as soon as possible. He intended to find the pack the youngster had spoke of, but he caught wind of marked territory before that. The direction the scent was coming from indicated the territory was on a mountain, not in a caldera. Nonetheless, he figured he may as well try his luck; having no ties to anyone at all meant he had no preference over which pack he joined, assuming they were reasonable enough. If he were denied here, then he could move on to the next, but he really hoped he wouldn't have to.

As the scent grew stronger, so did the anxious knot in his belly. Would they deny him outright because of his blood? Or perhaps there was something else they would find distateful. Denial, for any reason, would not sit well with him. Images of his parents being brutally attacked flashed in his mind, but he shoved them away. He couldn't stand a moment more of this lonesome life. Finally, Bernard reached the border, and he made sure to give it space. Raising his head, he let out a howl to alert the pack of his presence, low and rough. He then sat down with a facade of patience and calmness, though the tip of his tail still tapped with anxiety.