The Deep End

After patrolling for another time today he decided to wander, to look for something that could be useful to the pack and take up his spare time. He really wanted to spar, but it seems no one was around to accompany him to the battlefield. It was said that they should always have a witness and he currently didn’t have any so he set out to look for something else to do. Greenish eyes scanned the world before him as his lanky legs carried him quickly over the earth. He still had his limp, but he was used to compensating for that weaker part of his body. He headed to the lake, which at one time was part of the pack territory. It was a nice spot to rummage around for something to do and he could even try to fish if he felt lucky enough.

His ears sat on the top of his head, taking in the sounds and keeping himself aware of his surroundings. It was important to keep somewhat of a guard up, especially if there was danger lurking around. His thought drifted to Faite as the phrases of her fight training ran through his mind. He wondered how Lirim was doing, how was his nieces and nephews. It had been a long while since his last visit and he felt the urge to go back again. He needed to soon, to visit with family and to catch up on things. He hadn’t been there recently to know if the change in leadership, he was sure there had been a lot of changes since he was last there.

He grinned slightly at the thought before he made it to the lake, hopping up on a rock. He moved to the edge of the rock and casted his gaze downward, watching the fish swim around in the water.