He had not ventured from The Sunspire since Ame had taken him in when he had wrongfully trespassed and led a predator cat into their lands. It was kind of amusing how even after he left Noctem Vagus, bad luck seemed to follow him everywhere. He had hoped that it would pass the moment he left Noctem Vagus to tried to make amends with his brother, that the fates and the gods would take pity on him but no. His life had to be miserable, the moment the doubting of his older brother began. The silvery white wolf cursed the moment his fatal flaw took over instead or reigning it and ruling it instead of it ruling him.
But he was healing, thanks to ignoring his exploring urges and not moving much, only patrolling his side of the borders. He was bleeding his life out, and he was still working, surely that earned him a few merits?
However this time, Vale had decided to leave The Sunspire for a bit. Nobody knew him at The Sunspire and he was pretty sure nobody would miss him. Only Ame and that gray pelted wolf who's name he had not bothered to remember even knew he existed. Leo was fine with that, no official meeting with his packmates until he looked more presentable without wounds crisscrossing his body.
Truthfully he didn't know where he was going, mostly just moving forwards, absorbing the scenes and scents that met him. The silver white wolf wasn't really very scruffy looking, instead he looked the opposite, sleek silver white fur, bright blue eyes, it was only the wounds that marred him for the moment. He would have to see which would turn into scars.
A moment later, he heard someone kicking something, the scent of a pack wolf, though not one that he had ever encountered. The scarred Roman moved forward silently, and saw the wolf though he made no movements to introduce himself, instead took a few steps forward, emerging from the shadows that hid him.
