Your Pack Is On My Lawn [Corbie]

Éldi scented the border but wasn't surprised to see that it did not belong to Fireside. He knew Fireside had disbanded and that was part of the reason he'd left but there was some part of him that had hoped it would rise again while he'd been away. He was old now, he could feel his joints ache more and more with each winter. He'd taken care of loose ends in the old lands, done all he'd needed to and now he looked for a place to rest and live out his remaining days. Naturally, his mind went to the warm plains of Fireside. A lush hunting ground and temperate weather. What more could an old hunter ask for? Tipping back his head he called for the alpha of these lands.