They crossed in through the north, his daughter and himself. He found himself here, at a tall structure of rock. He would look upon it, dark eyes curious. The Wall... He had heard other loners talk about it before he had left. He right ear would give a thoughtful flick, sitting as he gazed at the thing as if looking upon it might help him think of what to do next. Right now his daughter was settled in a cave with odd markings upon the walls. It seemed safe enough there while the male scouted ahead and looked for a potential area to settle in. He was not yet sure if they would join a pack or remain loners. It would likely be easier for them to find his son, Gavroche, if they bore no duties to a pack but... At the same time the aging wolf didn?t care for the thought of remaining a loner. When spring came he was going to be five years old. It was time for a change.
Body would rise, the calico form of the brute moving onward. His medium build was strong, muscles gaining a bit more pronounced through his journeys and trials over the two seasons he was gone. He had caught wind of two packs here... One being Glaciem. The thought of those wolves would make Allen?s stomach churn. He knew not their current state... Only that he could not rest easy with them yet. One of their members had been the one to kill his sister... And forgiveness was not easy to come by. He would give a sigh. The other pack however... He wondered if it was Tortuga... Or what became of it after Taurig gave it up. He would decide to near the borders of the forest they inhabited, just to see what he could notice.
The calico male would breath in as he approached the trees, taking in scents. The pack seemed rather small... And from what he noticed when passing by Glaciem their own kingdom seemed smaller. Maybe Isardis? members were tired of his shit as well. It would serve the bastard right. Allen would pause, ears twitching. He thought he heard someone approaching... But was it his imagination? Guard would come up, the start of a nervous growl building in his chest. He might not have crossed their borders... But there was no telling what this pack was like. They could very well attack him just for being nearby.
