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Chaska had headed the direction Grayday had directed him to. There was supposed to be a pack that would take him in there. And surely, there was. The only fact that remained was whether they would accept him or not. He felt rather malnourished, a tad skinnier than usual. The scent of a pack border reached his nose, so he stopped some distance from it. He dared not cross it at all, and just in case he kept his distance in case it was the wrong pack.

He sent a howl up, calling for anyone of the pack. He did not mention Day's name in his howl, as he recalled Day saying that he didn't know much of the pack himself. Not even it's name. All he could do was have faith in his friend's directions, and that he had indeed gone to the right pack that Day had directed him to. If it was, he would have to thank him the next time they met.