Two wolves walk into a bar...

Ulric nodded in agreement when Artorias spoke about the move Resin had chosen to do as these other packs cropped up around their own. "As much as I had hated leaving the hard work we put in around the falls and the hot springs, the move really was the best idea. I think we also avoided the worst of the winter weather over that strange ice age by being in Auster." Besides, now they lived in the castle and that had been a step up in almost every regard when it came to their living arrangements. They waited at the Abaven border and he peered out over the land in front of them, looking for any trace of someone to greet them. Time ticked by and he briefly considered calling again, but his howl hadn't been a quiet one so if someone had been available to answer he assumed someone would have done it. It was getting late and his stomach was rumbling something fierce so he shrugged and sighed as he got to his paws. "Well... Guess we'll move on. Lets go find some dinner and settle in for the night. And you can go see Briar, as promised." He smirked, focusing on the positive as he moved away from the border to move toward the falls.

Ulric Adravendi