Otter Creek watch & learn

Naberius Cyrus was not at all a shy man. In the few months which he had been here, he had made an point to allow others to be made aware of the new Neb of this land. He walked with a confidence, a pride, though his tail a sway at his backside as it was lifted up, yet not high over his back to prove his dominance against anyone particularly. 

The red lands seemed quiet. Far more quiet then they had seemed when he was viewing from outside of them before and there was a number of faces which he had meant that no longer seemed to be here- a number of men that could perhaps be on mission. Perhaps scouting out the enemy pack territory. Most noticeably, their Pharoah, Makono, where words said she went to study with the High Priest of her father's land. 

No matter. The less there were now only meant that as others came to join, he would be further knowledgeable and hold seniority over them. He had been placed a man of high status of which he was born and planned so to keep it. Naberius had much reason to remain. But he was a social wolf, playful and, easily bored. So he follows the scent trails that lead him to the Otter Creek. Waters sprang from somewhere in the mountains down to these open lowlands, spanning out and one water way which looked to stretch all the way to the Greatwater Lake. Naberius had yet to visit there, with enemies on the prowl.