Týrr was not a huge fan of spacing out in front of company, but attributed his relapse into what he considered to be a bad habit from his time spent alone. It had only been months but even so it had been enough for the Rekkr to have to get used to things like being in almost near constant company again. He enjoyed pack life, of course, it was in his nature as a wolf to do so, just as he enjoyed the companionship that pack life offered. The thrill of working in a unit, of being apart of something bigger than himself brought with it joy. However, it also was taking an embarrassing amount of time for him to relearn. It wasn't like he'd been years without a pack — he wasn't nearly so old to have gone years without a pack. Even so, solitude had a way of doing that, Týrr assumed.
Týrr was relieved that Malachi didn't seem to have taken insult that he had taken the lead. Týrr could never be sure how others would react to the way in which Týrr did with a naturalness that often times, surprised him. Some didn't like it, whether it was because they were higher ranked, or because Týrr was younger than them. If Malachi had, had an issue with it he didn't voice it, or show it and so Týrr continued forth at the lead, picking his way easily along the path, black, leathery nostrils flaring as the scent of the borders strengthened alerting to them that they were decreasing the distance between. Týrr tilted his head to glimpse back at Malachi over his shoulder when the other admitted that he hadn't thought about it, making Týrr feel a little embarrassed. After all, he had assumed and everyone knew what happened when you assumed something. Ears slicked to rest at half mast atop his skull for a few moments before his pace slowed as they approached the scent markers, strong and fresh with the scents of Njal and Tuwawi prominently. Yes, I am,
Týrr responded to Malachi's question in regards to if Týrr was pursuing Warden or not.
Chronicler is what I am aiming for as my primary. It is relatively easy to remember our history,
The earthen colored male said with a slight hint of jest. Despite the newness of Duskfire Glacier, whose history was his primary target, he'd been trying to collect the histories of other packs, too. As far as Týrr was concerned it might come in handy some day.
a crime so old as the sky and bone