Northstar Vale Not all those who wander are lost

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Sorin was twisting his way through the forests of the Vale, delving deep into the shadows cast by the towering pines. The rugged man sought to learn all he could about theses woods, due to the fact that they lined the borders of his newfound home. If he was to wander the territory on patrols, a role he intended to fill for the pack, then he needed to be intimately familiar with the border regions.

Currently, Sorin was near the northwestern edges of the valley, trying to ascertain the quickest way through the woods. His dark shape flashed between trees as he ran, eyes constantly scanning the path ahead so as to not run into anything. He leapt over a fallen log, barely breaking stride as he continued his run.