boredom strikes again

The sun hung low on the horizon, slowly sinking by the minute as night crept in from behind him. Watching the sunset wasn't exactly on his schedule tonight as he walked along the borders, but was something different to look at besides his paws or the grasses of the plains. Patrolling alone was something he was used to, but lately it allowed his mind to wander far too much and he spent more time than he liked thinking about what it's and if then's. If he hadn't have gone on the mission, or at least told Deathbelle, would she then still be the Empress? If he hadn't have gone, then would Azure have found some other reason to be sour towards him? A million questions surfaced and went unanswered in the man's brain and he let a soft sigh escape from his lips. His pace slowed from a walk to a stroll, though he stayed along the edges of the armada's territory incase someone unwelcome decided to try their luck.