Whitebark Stream We remembered you, and were waiting.

His ability to march forward and ignore the gnawing depression within was waning with each day. He supposed it was just a matter of time before everything finally caught up with him. He was often filled with doubt over whether he should even be in the children's life. He was broken and would probably end up getting them killed like Soter, Morena, and Polaris. The thought of leaving them alone was too much, though, yet he constantly found himself eager to distract himself from it. Today was more manageable than the last few had been, and so he hunted along the borders, killing two birds with one stone by searching for food for Grezig while also patrolling. So far, there was nothing concerning and there hadn't been much in the way of food.

The alpha's scent filled his nose after a while; it was fresh, not the same as what marked the perimeter of the territory. He stopped moving and looked around for the man, finally seeing his pale form moving towards him. Kavik turned to face him, dipping his head in a respectful greeting as he waited for the stream's leader to get closer.