Ankyra Sound Let the masquerade begin

The cliffs were covered in birds. Everywhere he looked there were more feathered beasts either nesting or flying above, cackling and cawing in annoyance as he familiarized himself further with new lands. This one by far was the least of his favorites. Covered by bird shit. It took a while for him to nagivate his way out of the avian invested cliffs and onto something more interesting... A scent. Even longer with the wound on his leg that stung with every step. Damn that woman, he'll find a way to pay her back for this. The blood had long dried, the wound was majorily internal as he could feel the joint is inflamed and irritated. Such a wound for a loner was not something he was particularily fond of.

Dipping his head, he took in the scent which marked a pack's border. It was faint, so he had not come too deep into the territory yet, but if he were to continue and press forward, certainly he would ruffle a few feathers. Toying with the idea of crossing paths and going as deep into the territory as possible until found - another idea took him. 

Remaining at the border, he walked along what he found to be the very edge of the claimed lands, familiarizing himself with the scent. He was careful with his footing as to not make it obvious that his left leg was injured. Every step was planned out, smooth, and any pain was hidden. As many individuals as he could pick out from the border. One... two... three were the most prevelant. Others were muddled in a mix which was hard to pick out, but the pack had enough numbers that even he wasn't stupid enough to go with crossing the border and having a full pack on his back.

Someone was bound to come near if he was patient enough, with their numbers, it was a mere waiting game... There was no need to summon anyone, unless he wanted a crowd - which he didn't.

I'm gonna forward time this to after the fight with Cassiopeia, minor edits were added to my posts but otherwise since he hasn't done much moving, the thread is the same!