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Now the Praetor, he had become a constant patroller of the borders, keeping them well marked and making sure there were no intruders nearby. He chuckled internally, it wouldn't be long before he earned the warden trade, if he wanted to of course and truthfully he doubted if he actually wanted to become a warden. His current goal was to become a warrior of course. But warden seemed fine although he was careful about his third choice, not wanting to make a mistake.
Today he had gotten up as usual before morning came and after a quick meal, began his daily duties which included patrolling. Lifting a hind leg to scent mark a tree, he made his way towards the borders, hoping that there were no wolves stupid enough to venture past. Noctisardor Bypass might be knew but it was strong, as strong as any of its neighboring packs.
But Jupiter did not grant him peace and apparently neither did Mars as he soon sniffed out a female wolf from another pack. She had not intruded but was too close, too close for comfort. Immediately he made his way towards, her hackles bristling and tail rising dominantly over his hindquarters, sharp silver white canines bared in a snarl. A low growl escaped his maw "Who in the name of Jupiter are you, invasores!" The Roman chased the female out, fangs grazing her flesh. Once he was satisfied she was gone, Shadow went back to complete his duties.