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Acheron nodded, silently going over every explanation offer to him. It seemed that the consensus was that if he felt unsafe or was unsure about anything he found along the borders, then he should call for help. He could manage that. As for everyone not having good intentions, Acheron wasn't at all surprised by that. He didn't have a lot of real life experience, but he was smart enough already to deduce that not everyone was going to be nice. He had watched mom heal enough wounded packmates to think otherwise. Of course not all of those had been from fights, but that had always been his assumption anyway. 

How often do you patrol? he asked next. And do you try to cover all the borders every time? That seemed kind of hard. He was no expert or anything and he had no real frame of reference, but the territory seemed awfully big to travel in one patrol. But that was why he asked; he needed to know what would be expected and how difficult it would be to fulfill those expectations.