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The sterling outrider's paws led him far away from the Bypass, towards the direction of his previous home, Swiftcurrent Creek. He wasn't stupid enough to go directly at their borders, but he did stop by Wapun meadow. Remembering the conversations he had there with the Sunspire wolves, he couldn't help but smile internally. He felt no hostility towards them anymore, it had only been the sense of protecting his pack that had made him feel hostility towards the mountain wolves. But now, he'd left, kicked out and he no longer felt any hostility towards the Sunspire wolves. He'd left the rivalry behind him, that was the two pack's problems, not his. Unless, he scowled at the thought, Bazi decided to create an intense rivalry between the Bypass and the Creek. But surely, Scimitar was wise enough to stop her from doing such a stupid move.
He shook the troubling thoughts away and instead trudged through the flowers and grass of the meadow, wondering if he would ever be able to relax here again without tensing up and glancing around every few moments in case a hostile Creek wolf leaped out at him. Sure, he could easily defeat them but that didn't mean he shouldn't be allowed to relax.
He was about to lie down on the grass when he caught a faint whiff of Swiftcurrent Creek. Immediately He tensed up, was it Scimitar or Bazi? Surely the ivory Alphess wouldn't be stupid enough to venture pass the Creek's protection and borders, he wondered if she thought of him as some kind of raging maniac, that if she walked out of her home he would be there, ready to kill her. If that was indeed how the snowy Alpha thought of him, he'd be amused. He knew he was intimidating to some wolves, however much he seemed snide and cocky. Yes, he knew he seemed arrogant and full of himself. After all, he did choose to put on that mask.
He followed the trail and finally saw the Creek wolf. But it wasn't either of the Creek's leaders, the smell on the wolf was faint as if she was new. Of course, Scimitar and Bazi would have traveled all around Teekon Wilds to fill the ranks but they would never be able to fill in their former member's presence.
"Hey," he called out, a faint smirk gracing his features as he slowly trotted forward, he knew that he still smelled of the Creek, however faint it was. But soon it would fade away and he would only smell of the Bypass.