Night Stroll

Spring had come, and with it his new resolve to try and be useful to the pack instead of sitting around and doing nothing. He had been in a pack long enough to finally get used to it...sort of. He still couldn't quite wrap his head around it all, but it didn't matter now. Through the countless rogue bands he had been a part of growing up, he had been raised as a soldier. Loyalty to whomever he served was what mattered, and so he would do just that beneath Chaos' rule. Tonight, he patrolled the borders.

The earthen male walked along the border lines, marking where it needed to be refreshed and keeping an eye out for potential danger. Of course, he thought anyone foolish enough to try to start trouble against Legion were fools. Though Chaos wasn't Enrico, he was still a formidable opponent, he was sure. The saber toothed alpha had an entirely different demeanor then the old man, but he didn't know him very well. Something he figured he ought to try and remedy sooner rather than later.

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