Noctisardor Bypass Do you like it when I'm away?

@Mahler (Forward dated to around 7/3)!

The physician could continue lying to himself by saying he could fare just fine on his own, or he could stop beating around the bush and seek out what could potentially be a new place to call home -- and after a few days of hesitation, the latter was chosen. He had found himself traveling far from the foaming mouths of waves and granules of sand beneath his feet, which discomforted Mateo at first, but the distraction of foraging and sightseeing anything he could find around him was what kept the sire moving forward. There seemed to be no packs near the coast -- at least, not where he had looked -- so there was no other choice but to seek what lied beyond.

A week of travel and rolling around in mint leaves to mask the scent of anxiety later -- Mateo would come across the collective scent of wolf nearby; he gulped nervously. Scented areas and sounds from afar marked the separation from neutral land and the actual claim, and the already jittery he-wolf made sure not to step too close lest he cause trouble he didn't want. 

Mateo stood silently for a moment to open and close his mouth and rehearse words he might stumble over beforehand, and soon a long howl was sent out to announce his presence.