AW - Any Bevroren wolves would be appreciated. Possible joining maybe?
It was so tempting, almost to tempting. He stared at the marks of the woods before him, the borders that he might be inclined to cross without permission. He was asking himself the important questions though, like what if a freedom fight was one that he could not win. As he contemplated, his tail thumped up and down onto the ground as he fell back onto his haunches to sit as he contemplated such a security breach. Freedom was his kind of fight, one that he would never pass up but still he wasn't sure he was comfortable with it in the new lands he had found. This pack, these entire lands known as Alacritia were lands that he had never even heard of until he had found them.
Oh what to do.
Perhaps he could call and get a read on the pack before attempting to cross the lines and risk being claimed as a prisoner of the pack. Perhaps that pack was so friendly that they would let any old wolf cross the borders without an issue. He had seen stranger. He decided that he would like to do some scouting to get a read on the pack and that mean that he would NOT cross the borders but remain a few paces off as he let out a call. "HELLLLLOO? Anybody home?" He would call out with a small smirk of amusement in his eyes but an expressionless muzzle. He was on a mission and he could not get distracted.
