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-- the borders: morning --

The wind bayed upon the advent of morning, heralding the birth of another day with a song befitting the shrill carols of a sea-bound siren.  The sun resumed its position upon the pedestal of day, and in its mostly unspoiled presence – clouds sparingly dancing across its surface – it afforded a warmer, more congenial variation to the usual bitter chill of winter.  Being accustomed to negative temperatures, it was a tepid embrace upon his mercurial pelage – a comforting kiss upon his flesh submerged in dense, wintry furs.  He had descended from the northeast, so the change in temperature had been a mostly inconsequential presence – even the snow had been mostly unchanged in its depth – though having meandered farther from the pale-tipped mountain peaks, it was beginning to become apparent the change of topography and the overall less precarious ambiance.  The distant wailings of mammalian predators had quieted into the serene chirrups of seasonal fowl, and the dismantling of ice was a rhythmic song in an otherwise slumberous terrain.  He found it quite pleasant, a solace upon his stubby ears, which now pulled forward as he steadily approached a border that was pungent with the urine of a pack.  He paused, his monumental form stuttering as he stopped (rotund belly quivering) and he peered around with his soft, beady eyes.  Despite being ravaged from wintertide, the venue was beautiful – plains, laid bare, he mused probably stirred with mesmeric, multi-hued breath as spring approached.  He would rather like to see such a sight.

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Y e s. More handsome babs. Welcome to the crew, Kite. Please feel free to skip Evergreen later on for a speedy joining process if need be btw!

Humorous that Easthollow attracts such attention; perhaps it is destiny that calls the resident titans of Teekon Wilds here. One such behemoth rises to meet today's challenger. Evergreen has been keeping an eye out for Valette's daughter, Keen, ever since the Matriarch reported her absence. As a result, the borders have been patrolled with zealous determination. He marches to his own beat, but he now does so with Easthollow's colors.

Round tipped ears cup alert, green eyes peering through the foliage as he spots an unexpected shadow upon the borders ahead. He steadies himself, lifting his head from his previous scouting. Past experiences would typically have Evergreen being the submissive one in such situations, but now it is he who must act as a pack wolf. He approaches, carrying himself properly. His curiosity evident in his questioning gaze.

Hello, He greets—formal, biting down the urge to simply toss out a "hey, what's up". How did Valette greet him and his sister? Welcome to Easthollow. Evergreen tilts his head to the right; attention consumed by the frost-touched wolf on their doorstep.