Unexpected turnouts

He would slink away from his family for the day, spending the best part of an hour marking his territory, though, when it seemed no rouge would come over to the borders any time soon he would slink away from Lydovne, and venture out to see what the South had to offer. There really wasn't anything that special about it though, but as soon as he reached the Rio Grande he would move himself over to the waters to see all the silvery creatures below. He would swipe his tongue across his silken lips, before crouching down near the side, waiting for the right opportunity to dive. Perhaps it'd would've been smart to bring along the children and help them develop some of the skills there lacking in. It was time they started specializing and growing into able bodies. The wind would play against his oceanic curls, his breath steady and his eyes setting on a target, though he'd expect no one to be about to disturb him. Even if there was, he could do with meeting some newer faces, perhaps lure others into his pack. It was time to get Lydovne known in Alactria.