Swiftcurrent Creek When the wind blows

For any SC wolves! Cadfael would like to meet his new packmates :)

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The black prince strode through Swiftcurrent Creek territories, mentally creating a map so he would remember the places and borders at his new pack. He didn't call it home just yet because he knew that maybe he would leave soon. Every pack that he had joined, he'd left some weeks later. His paws seemed to think that he did not belong there but perhaps finally he would stay for at least a month or two at the Creek.

The dark warrior approached the Creek borders and began patrolling, it helped take his mind off things and gave him time to himself. He wasn't known to be a outgoing, funny wolf in fact he was quite the opposite. Having a serious and calm demeanour. A small part of his brain wondered if he was going to meet any of his new packmates today, one half of him wanted to meet someone while the other did not.

“Gadewch iddynt ddod, gadewch iddyn nhw fynd" he muttered to himself, raising his head to gaze at the path in front of him with midnight blue gaze, sleek pelt gleaming in the sunlight.