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He'd been testing his leg more and more. Every morning Dovev would rise, feeling the stiffness that plastered over his bear wounds. He'd glance back at them- they were four symmetrical red lines that ran parallel down his flank. The male suspected that they would be there for the remainder of his life, but would shrink and eventually his fur would grow back, creating ridges over the scars.

The male traversed the southern borders of the pack, hanging around the heavily scented frontier. With the changing seasons, Dovev was never bored. Often the tundra creature had the chance to sit on a ridge and gain a commanding view of the valleys below the Rising Sun mountain range. He would see huge swathes of elk, blurred brown lines from his distance, coming out of the altitude forest and walking across the open land of the meadows. It reminded him of home.

The start of winter in the north began with a ritual. His band would walk the four days journey west to the foothills of a mountain range, seeking out the spiritualistic leader, Grnov. Although Dovev never put his heart into the rituals, it was required that the wolves cleanse themselves for the coming white of the snow. The elder arctic shaman Grnov would use his teeth to make a surgical incision across the left front leg and draw blood, in which he would take and paint along the walls of his cave. His legs had been heavily scarred by these procedures, and instead of healing, the shaman would spit ochre into them and create lines upon lines of tattoos.

Save for the memory trip, Dovev was acutely aware of his surroundings as he let his guard down to enjoy the view. With the sound of grass stirring behind him, the alabaster brute lifted his chin and caught the sight of Galileo with a bemused expression on his face. Dovev rose to his paws and lifted his tail in greeting to the sooty colored male. He didn't know what Galileo was up to, and wondered if he should say anything to disturb his packmate out of his reverie.