Haunted Wood Free yourself from yourself

30°, currently it is snowing and set during the night. Located in Haunted Woods, borders | ooc notes: for any NW that hasn't had a thread with Ven in a while! Preferably no more than 2 other members

As night approached its twilight hours, the snow glistened while absorbing the moon's rays and mimicked the stars above as it twinkled all around the Warlord while he stalked the borders of the pack lands. Slowly he was healing, the cold of the season helped numb the pain in his knee, and keeping active aided it keeping it from feeling stiff. He could feel that soon he would be back to his usual self, preferably without any kind of permanent damage... but only time would tell. 

The Warlord's signature stink seemed to have faded with the snow, the cold stealing his musk just enough to mask him for the time being. Still, he smelled just enough of himself to not be mistaken of anyone else, but at least not from miles around as a flag. The dusting of snow upon the ground paved his way as massive prints lay in his wake, picking up layers under his pads as he padded along the borders. Ever watchful for trespassers and possibly signs of prey...