Dragoncrest Cliffs don't bend over in the garden, granny, you know them taters got eyes

Finally brave enough to secure the real borders on his own, Tux trailed the opposite direction of Mallaidh.  He did not yet have a structured routine and as such his mark was not as strong as the adults, but he was doing his best... and that the only way to get better was, well, by doing. 
Since the pair were headed in opposite directions it only made sense that they'd meet up somewhere in the middle.  He'd never actually met the Kru before, but it didn't stop him from trotting up as soon as he caught sight of her, a lopsided smile on his face.  Hei, he calls, much more comfortable with his (soon-to-be) fellow packmate than he is the leadership like the Fleimkepa.  Taking a break?