Stone Circle Hurricane? Finally, something normal for 2020.

Siarut had left his children in the safe confondes of the rendezvous site. Despite having introduced them to the pack he had stuck close by, they were still his children after all.

But this morning he left them in the capable hands of the yearlings, and all were under the watchful eye of Valette. It had been many weeks since his wife’s passing, and Siarut was starting to get his life back in order, to prove that he was still capable of helping the pack. There was an inkling of worry they might chase him off without Nanook by his side. This had truly been her family after all. But Valette continued to appreciate him, despite her sisters passing, and his somewhat standoffish parenting, they remained friends. Family even. So he sought to prove he had earned his place amongst the ranks, not because of Nanook and now not because of his children. He deserved to be here.

Vaguely he though he should probably speak of these depressing thoughts with someone, but he shoved the thought off. He was fine.

He started to process of returning to normal life by heading out on patrol. An act he hadn’t performed in over a month. As he reached the landmark on the edge of the territory, a unique rock that stood as a unique signifier, he caught the narrow silhouette of a stranger farther off. Raising a brow, the giant bear of a man approached the other canine. His head held high, tail raised in a dominating fashion. She was far enough away that he wouldn’t deem her a trespasser, but she had yet to call for the territory leaders, which rose Siarut’s suspicions.

”Who are you? What are you doing skulking around our borders?” He kept one eye on the woman, and one on his surroundings. Perhaps she is from the pack that tried to snatch Kallik? His hackles rose subconsciously at the thought, but he stood his ground, staring the woman down.