Defy Expectation

Long, confident strides carried the Saxe male along through the dusky early morning at a decent clip, though there wasn't anyplace in particular he was looking to go. No, he was just out looking for trouble, as per usual for him. It did occur to him that he was passing rather close to a pack's lands, but with two owls flying silently overhead he figured he would have warning long before anyone approached. And then, well, he could decide if he felt like harassing them or just disappearing.

But when he came within sight of where he remembered the border markings being, his brows shot up skeptically. A wall? When had that gone up? Well, that just wasn't fair - it was like they were deliberately challenging him! He obviously couldn't pass up a taunt like that, not when they were going out of their way to put it right out there in his face like that.

With a devilish grin that completely bared his saber-like fangs, he altered his course to bring him directly at the wall at a trot. Right before it he rocked back just long enough to coil his hindquarters beneath him, then sprang up to balance atop the wall until the unmortared stones stopped shifting beneath his sudden weight. Tail and ears at a mockingly jaunty angle, he began trotting along the top of the wall, eyes bright with amusement and mischief.