Northstar Vale The year of the wasp

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Having secured himself a den and planted his sprig of sea lavender, Tousaint established his densite and set out to patrol the borders, knowing Viskani would be away for some time and would want to return to find her claim well maintained. 

He drank cool waters, filling his belly until it was nearly uncomfortable. Then, he made for the borders where the slope began to rise up around the vale, the rising sun warming the cool ash fur of his back. 

He left visible markings on trees, scent markings with urine and rubbed his muzzle on bark. Wisps of fur were shed here and there, deadfall scuffed with his paws. He was nothing if not thorough.