He had been more curious since the fall of both Fiori and Dragnoste. The south no longer had any claims to any of the territories and to him there was a lot better hunting lands then in the West. The thought had come to mind before, a suggestion of moving to better territory. Though the older male was hesitant not sure how attached the Adravendi's were to the West since the other pack residing there was direct family. Though he supposed that it would not hurt to ask. The older male felt that majority of the surrounding territories to their current lands were mostly dangerous. It was good to keep danger out of there lands, but dangerous if pups or any young creatures got lost from the pack. With a women from the pack now pregnant it made the thoughts in his mind more stronger towards moving yet he was still hesitant to talk with Rory about it. The male relaxed on top of the knoll watching the herd of buffalo below as he let his mind roam on thoughts and suggestions he could make to help better the pack. Perhaps he could see about implementing some of his family's own festivities into the pack, since currently there was none. "Talk" & 'Think"

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He had returned to the lands he once called home, not this particular land, but he was born in the South and it was the Southern part of Boreas he would return to first. There was no scent nor sight of his parents, both his fathers seemingly gone without a trace. How long had they been gone? He couldn't remember the last time he had seen them, and though he might have been saddened at one point when he was younger, he was just the smallest bit disheartened that there was no sign of them anywhere. Perhaps it was his upbringing with the rogues he had run with not too long ago that he felt steeled against the sadness and any other feelings he might have had now. He didn't feel attached to his parents anymore, especially since he hadn't gotten to spend much time with them beyond his puphood. Was that normal?

Moving across the knolls, he paused at the top of a rise when a small herd of buffalo came into view. Part of him wanted to rush down and scatter the herd, the other part of him told him not to. He didn't know if one of the bulls might charge at him if it decided to perceive him as a threat, not that one lone wolf could take any of them down. But still, large prey animals like that were often unpredictable and he wouldn't take his chances. Moving along, he soon spotted another male similarly colored like himself. He stopped several feet away, unsure about how to proceed. Did he approach? Or did he keep his distance? He smelled of a pack, and the slightest hint of longing flickered in his mind. Was being in a pack even worth it? The life of a loner wasn't too bad. After all, he had managed to survive on his own for this long...hesitant, Cepheus remained where he was and pretended not to notice the other male...

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His eyes watched the herd scanning it for weaker ones within it. He wasn't planning to try and get one by himself, but it was a habit of his that was vary hard to break. His nose constantly twitched, taking in the scents that were brought to him on the slightest of breeze. He was keeping himself alert for other prey, predators, and of course other wolves. With Jewel recently being attacked the male was forcing himself to be more alert when he was out of the pack lands. He was growing more unsure of the outside world and though he wasn't a female if someone was out to kill another he could vary well be a target. He shifted himself slightly before the wind carried to him and unfamiliar scent, one that was another wolf. Lifting his head to the air slightly he took in the scent better. The other wolf was nearby and he let his eyes move to spot the younger male not far off. He had clearly seen Frost sitting where he was and made no further approach. In fact the male acted as though he had not seen Frost at all. 'Hmmm..'he thought before getting up to his feet and barking out to let the male know he was approaching. "Hello There!" he called out once he was close enough. He did not want to make this herd go into a stampede. "Talk" & 'Think"

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