Swiftcurrent Creek Gnaar Mok

It was kind of weird to have that sudden influx of the Plateau wolves into the pack.  He was used to smelling one or two new wolves around, but with the whole lot arriving at once, he wasn't sure what to think.  To call Akatosh somewhat shy would be a bit of an understatement.  He kind of expected them all to run off, like the new wolves sometimes did, but it seemed like they were at least sticking around a little while -- for good or for bad.  He wasn't sure which yet.  Maybe in time it would be obvious.  Either way, at Kavik's words, he nodded slightly acknowledging and pondering it.

Just wandering around.  Looking at the borders and stuff.  I didn't get very far.  Which was kind of obvious.  But it was something for him to do.  It wasn't like Akatosh had much in the way of actual hobbies -- he just did things that were useful.