Firefly Glen As if the great divide could swallow me whole

AW! Bronco is scouting out/marking borders for the Firefly Glen claim.

As dawn broke, Bronco stretched, pulled himself to his feet, and headed off down the slopt toward where the mountains split along a ravine, which flattened out into the glen. His tight muscles had relaxed by the time he reached the grassy area, and he made his way toward the East, passing by the Altair of Twilight, where the borders of the glen would be established around its base. Already he could trace the movements of the others who had also passed along this way, creating a fairly obvious route for him to follow as he reinforced the markings, doing his best to space his own out evenly so that other wolves would have fewer gaps to slip through accidentally. 

It was somewhat mindless work, which suited him just fine- though he remained alert enough to keep his head up, watching for any sign of either one of his other packmates or a stranger, who might need to be informed about the new expansion of the pack. Vaguely, he wondered what the wolves of Neverwinter might think- and pushed that thought toward the back of his mind for another day, as he continued along.