Two wolves walk into a bar...

It was late afternoon by the time that they left Habari, passing through the land around the top of Sunset Falls before making their way over to the border of Abaven's territory. Even though he really didn't know a ton about the pack, it was one of the packs that seemed like it had been around for as long as he could remember. It made him wonder just how many years ago the pack was established and what made the pack so stable. Some packs seemed to come and go so quickly, but that wasn't the case with Abaven. He was silently slightly glad that he had opted to skip speaking with Sirius for now. It was a little over ambitious to think that they could meet with four packs in one day. All of this conversation had him worn out. At least the other packs were more spread out so there would be a bit of travel between the rest of them.

He looked out over the rapids from their vantage point at the opposite side of the scent markers that made up their border. Abaven also seemed to have the largest territory of any of the packs as well. Perhaps if they were lucky they'd get to learn some things from this pack as well. From what he knew of them they were a pretty friendly bunch. He tipped back his head to let out his third summoning howl of the day before giving a soft sigh and smiling at Artorias. "Last one for the day. We've made good progress though! Three down, four more to go I believe." They were almost half way done and only on the second day since they left the pack. Not back progress at all.

Ulric Adravendi