Swiftcurrent Creek I am as constant as the northern star [IC Joining]

@Kaskara and @Scimitar :)

The gray warrior had grown a lot since he left Dal Riata. No longer was he the same naive, inexperienced boy competing daily with his sister and his older brothers, sparring with the adults, thinking this was how it was like to everyone. The skills he had learnt when he was young, though, helped him as he left home and began his travels. The dark agouti male missed his family everyday, and the more time he spent without his family in the wilds, the more he wished someone was there to say "Welcome to the real world, Es." But then, he was alone.

Estoc hadn't really committed himself to any packs he found, instead stayed for a few weeks or so (if they allowed him to) and learnt their ways before sneaking away. He was very good at the sneaking away part. And that had been his life for about a year? Pathetic, really, but he had learnt many new things, ways, cultures that he probably wouldn't have learnt if he stayed in Dal Riata or if he stationed himself in a single pack. But the gray agouti was done with his adventures and travels, at least for sometime and the longing of home and his family tugged at him, stronger than ever.

Estoc didn't know where he was going but then, he never really did. A pack for winter, he supposed, a stranger wolf had told him he had entered someplace called Teekon Wilds and was supposedly filled with packs. Good he thought as he moved with grace towards a scent line. There was a pack just beyond these borders. It was early, the sun just starting to rise above the horizon but a strong pack should always be alert, no? Little did he know this pack held a sliver of his home in its paws. Making sure he was a good distance away from the scent lines, he stood and raised his head and let loose a melodic howl into the early morning air.