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Careful to avoid his brother's scent, Bruges made his way toward the borders, meandering along in search of any sign that Ambrose had at least infiltrated the pack. He couldn't quite tell- so if Ambrose had, he'd not been along this side of the borders- and it wasn't like too much time had passed, so perhaps he was still trying to impress them. All Bruges could do, though, was hope that his brother succeeded- what he wanted more than anything was to see his brother turn up, in a month, with a role in the pack and a girl on his arm. 

Still- checking in wasn't cheating, was it? Not really...But if nothing else, he didn't need to ask questions about his brother- he simply needed to imply a few things, just to get the ball rolling. Whether Ambrose was a part of the pack by now or not, Bruges had a few things he could do to keep himself busy- and make things more interesting for his younger brother. So, harmlessly, he meandered through the thcket near the borders- but not too close. Naturally, he didn't want to get too close, lest he appear to be a threat, and mess things up.