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Joining post! Located at the border of course <3

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I wonder how disappointed she was.

Melancholy thoughts pooled in the back of the typically jovial fellow's mind as he shrugged through the crisp stalks of dead weeds; their natural listlessness of summer had long since been lost during the frozen weeks. They now stood as frozen tines beneath the grey blue of a wintery sky...their colorless luster making him yearn for a newborn spring. Not that this place he'd found was necessarily devalued by the residency of winter. Rather he had long grown tired of plodding through feet of snow in search of trails that led to nowhere.

Such fruitless journeys would've been much easier to have on warmer soil.

The land around him was foreign and off-putting. Strange considering it'd belonged to him. But only briefly. Merely moments in what had been a true test of his ability to lead. He'd failed, miserably, and had exiled himself in a bid to tidy up his mind. But now that he'd recovered and returned it seemed Koontz's bid at leadership hadn't gone along so well either...and he felt a pang of guilt at having (literally) thrown her to the wolves.

A brisk wind tousled his already disorderly pelt and he lifted his muzzle to the air for a habitual, hopeful sniff. Koontz?

Sun-kissed eyes lost their momentary shine. No.

Lost in a hybrid world of feeling both letdown and relieved - consequential of both his longing for the old time companion and the terror of her revenge for his desertion - the neutral colored party wolf sighed and put his paw heavily back onto the path that skirted a new pack's well defined boundary. He had to keep moving forward...with or without her beside him.