Not sure picking it up

Life's just a game

When he had arrived finally at the castle, he had choked on the scents. Borders had locked up around his previous home, he remembered sharing so many nights with the pups as he raised them. Taking care of his brood as Seven hunted and his beloved Katir would curl up at his side. A pang of grief struck him unlike he would have ever thought. Sirius was giving him time to mourn on his own, to become indipendant and grow should he want to make his own pack. Yet with what structure now? Borias mumbled to himself he looked strange pacing the borders of course but he was a gentleman not a trouble maker.

"Maybe they'll let me visit my den one last time." though he was sure it was probably in use by now. There was however a certain object he wanted here. It was buried in the back garden.... and he had regretted leaving it. Borias raised his voice in a howl, in the back of his mind he certainly hoped the alpha or whoever answered his call was not a cruel one. He simply wanted his trinket.

MADE BY MINNIE of BTN