pup patrol

Though he was far too young for it even to be considered his job, Levi made a point of starting his day with a quick border patrol. Fiery paws deftly carried him over the edge of the Plains, moving at a brisk trot as he eyed the land beyond the Fatalis territory. It was quiet out, the sun barely peeking over the horizon and the air that filled his lungs was brisk and cold. The long night had faded without a trace, the world supposedly returning to how it ought to be, but Levi couldn't really tell if it was better this way. He liked the fact everyone was more active, willing to engage and involve themselves with pack duties, but on the other paw he did miss the solitude of it all. Now he had to take care he wasn't stepping out of line, lest an adult tell him he couldn't do this or that. Annoying.