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Although the lands were not his, not his just yet, the silver male had taken to patrolling what would soon be the borders of Noctisardor Bypass. He wanted to see if there were any other loners that wandered here, other than Farkas and Raven who he had recently recruited. Keen silver gaze scanned over the rich verdant lands as he walked, tail swinging in an offhand manner. Today he was feeling a bit bold and decided that with Adair probably hanging around, he could trust him to protect Paar, he would venture closer to the Creek.
A day had passed since he had ventured away from the Bypass and uneasiness pricked at his pelt but he ignored it, instead decided to hunt here. He crouched down, tail skimming lightly over the ground and pounced, the rabbit dangled from his jaws a moment later and he sat down, tearing into the fat rabbit flesh.
A gust of wind swept over the grass filled lands, he scooted closer towards a tree, hoping that it would shade him from the sun. He wondered what Paarthurnax, Farkas, Adair, any of the members that had pledged themselves to him were doing now? Were they enjoying the territory? Finding new loners for their pack? Whatever they were doing, it would tell him how much commitment they put towards the Bypass.