Stone Circle March on child, March on

AW. Maybe @Sven?

A day after the big meeting of the pack, Bjorn took swiftly to checking the borders, checking for any unwanted visitors, bare scents, prey. All the emotions and words thrown around during the gathering was… an experience. 

His large, lumbering figure carried him west, his nose going from the ground, to the cool, crisp air, the wind. Nothing out of the ordinary was present, everything in its place, just how he liked it. From the west, he traveled across the land, to the east. Without many grown wolves, it left few to do major task such as border security and hunting. 

Once he made it halfway across, he sat upon a grassy hill, taking a few minutes to rest, take everything in before he would busy himself once more.