Swiftcurrent Creek carry on, if you have a mind to

ooc; anyone that can accept him thanks! ;D

traveling away from the glade, he would be instinctively drawn to the water. following the source south from the east, he'd come across a pack's border. Benedict would stand before it, curiosity and confusion are apparent. curious on who gave this border life. confusion on how he had failed to notice before he was walking on top of the border. he'd quickly back away, conscious of trespassing. with a few moments passing, he'd lift his head up and call for an audience.

the scenery was lovely and it seemed a calm place to look for answers. while it was unclear if he'd settle here, it was as good a place as any. lowering himself to the ground, he'd sit and wait for someone to come. whether he was waiting long or short, he allowed his thoughts to fester. playing back in his mind in practice what he'd want to say to whoever showed up. perhaps his skills as a hunter? how he was good with children? how he could offer quiet advice to anyone who came to him? maybe all of those things.