Northstar Vale my hands are tied

patrol thread, aw!

Loneliness was his constant companion; it had been for most of his life, with a few good times, full of love and comfort sprinkled in. But what he knew best was sadness and longing. He missed Aquene and his sons. If he could just find even one of them—but he knew better than to hope for that. He needed to fill his days with distractions and search for his family when he could. Already, he was planning a trip to Paleo to see if Siku was still there. But first, he needed to establish himself here. He wanted to help Epoch, not hinder them. 

So as the sun set over the valley, Kallik patrolled. He spent most of the day patrolling because he could lose himself in the task. It was easy to focus on the scents and sounds, his senses overwhelmed with everything to the point it was all he could think about. He missed it. He stopped to rub his large form against a tree to put the pack scent there and then moved on. So far, nothing seemed to be out of place.