The Sunspire There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the passion of life.

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It was early evening when Rueger's nose picked up the scent of a pack nearby. He paused in his travels to make sure he wasn't too close, but he knew some packs protected their lands beyond their borders. So far, he hadn't seen anyone else in a while, so he felt marginally safe that he wasn't going to be attacked. Still, he lowered his tail and his head a bit, giving the appearance of a neutral wolf. 

He debated on whether he should keep going or maybe stop and check out the pack. He couldn't be a loner forever-- mostly because he was tired of small game and sustained himself much better on larger prey. But, he couldn't take down larger prey on his own. 

His stomach made the decision for him, and he turned more towards the border of the pack. When the scent was at its strongest stopped and sat back on his haunches. By the smells of it, this was a healthy pack that marked their borders often. Healthy packs meant more food. 

He tipped his head back and howled his presence for the pack to hear. He didn't call for anyone in particular-he didn't know anyone here- but he assumed someone of leadership would intercept him at some point, even if they weren't the first to arrive. He kept his eyes and ears alert and waited for the first signs that his call would be answered.