Moonspear fear is the hand that pulls your strings

From his vantage point there was much he could have seen, had he been looking for it. Dirge couldn't help but suppose that it would only be a matter of time before other come to seek him out, or the solitude become unbearable enough that he abandoned his post altogether to find someone. There's a small list of wolves he could have gone to see—Lyra, Amekaze, perhaps even Charon or Alya—and an even smaller grouping that would be unfamiliar to him. The former list he had ascertained from the borders when they had come over them earlier, they were still somewhat recognizable to him—Hydra did of course, almost always smell of her family.

He would have rather had her company, though, but it would have been unwise to try and sink her in snow drifts more than once a day, or even once a week. It was tempting, a thought he entertained before discarding it altogether on the factual notion that it often led to more desirable inclinations that would most certainly get him into trouble. He cleared his throat, unaware that he had picked up a follower while in his thoughts, and left his post for the trails below. More than likely he thought he would find company along the well-maintained borders the pack held, and would begin to offer his contributions there.

Perhaps for starters, he would seek out @Amekaze if she were available there. The matron leader of Moonspear had struck him as a reasonable sort for company, and he had not gotten to know her quite as well as he would have liked the time before. Whether or not his presence would have been welcome was another story altogether, but seeing how no one had come out of the jutting spar or snow-speckled trees to run him away yet, he considered the odds ever in his favor.

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