the water shall welcome his child

*Cadfael* · (This post was last modified: September 03, 2014, 06:07 AM by Cadfael.)

Hey guys, I'm back in SC! :D @Bazi and @Scimitar

The young warrior prince trotted carefully forward, midnight blue gaze scanning the area in front of him warily, the tip of his tail twitching once as he stopped at the edge of a border marker, sniffing slightly wondering if they ever renewed their markers. Back in his old pack, you could literally smell the border markers from the other side of the world but his expression remained the same usual impassive, serious look. Should he start again in this pack? Perhaps it would be good to settle down again but he wondered if it would be a good idea before shrugging. What did it matter now anyways? He was free to go whenever he chose to, the first pack he had truly loved and sworn loyalty to was gone, its members either scrambled all across the world or formed a new pack and the tywysog knew that he wouldn't be able to find them. They might be on the other side of the world for all he knew.

The jet black male rose to his full height, shook his thick fur, tilted his muzzle into the air and howled. A loud clear sound that traveled for miles, surely alerting the blaenwraig of the pack. Perhaps once they arrived, he would be able to determine whether or not he would join. He had learnt that many of the pack's attitudes and behaviors mirrored those of the Alphas. If an Alpha was a useless pile of shit then the pack would also be a useless pile of shit but if the Alpha was an intelligent resourceful leader then the pack would be a strong and mighty one.

The warrior prince sank down onto his haunches and wrapped his dark tail elegantly around his jet black paws, head tilted to stare and analyze whoever who decided to come.