Here's To A New Beginning

Corbie had been taking a turn in patrolling the borders, something she as a loner her whole life had never really thought of. But it made sense now, to keep an eye out for danger before it could penetrate into what was supposed to be a safe haven for both the wolves and the stock who called it home. She could have left it to the pack's guardians to do so but that didn't feel right to her. Thus, she happened to be passing by as she spotted a wolf nearly step over where she knew the border to be. She made a mental note to lay down cairns of colored stone to mark the borders visually for those who might need the extra help to find it, then trotted over to the wolf. He was a senior wolf - not elderly,but definitely up in years, and seemed preoccupied and perhaps a little lost. "Excuse me," she said with polite concern. "I am Corbie, alpha of Avalon, which is the pack that claims this land. If you don't mind me asking... are you quite all right?" He hadn't crossed the border, and he did not seem as though he had meant to trespass anyway so there was no harm done. But a wolf who was so caught up in their own mind that they almost walked over a pack's boundary must be dealing with either some very heavy thoughts, or sick or exhausted. He could very well run up on another pack's boundaries in his fogginess without realizing it, and she had learned that most packs were far less forgiving of trespass than she was. He could be in danger of being hurt or killed if she allowed him to wander off without giving him what assistance she could.