Sorry for the delay! 500+ words.
The storm had been over now for a few days at most, and the destruction that it had brought about was still showing itself to the members of the Miracles pack. Though some members had moved back to their own homes now that the winds and snow had died down, the King was spending very little time at his home or the hotel. Instead, the caramel-colored secui dog had taken to patrolling the pack's territory with more fervor than before, knowing that the pack's scent markings would be at their weakest now, buried beneath a thick layer of snow. He had been doing his patrols in his usual secui form for both the physical strength of it and the protection that the even thicker fur provided, though another bonus was the increased size. Vigilante was a large male and he knew this, and he thought that it would certainly work to his advantage if anyone chose to trespass now when the pack had been weakened a bit by the raging storm. Surely the other packs had been affected as well and members would be busy with their own packs and duties, but there was no way that he was willing to slacken his protection of the borders.
It was on one of these patrols that the King found himself now, though he was not alone. Both Noah and Liam had been asking to accompany him instead of staying inside, for they thought that what he was doing was far more exciting than staying safe in the hotel, but the King had been doing all that he could to quell their pleading. It was not safe, he had told them, and Ayita had agreed. The boys were left with their mother, though neither had agreed without begging and whining more. However, he had gotten about twenty minutes into his patrol when he turned sharply to see Noah trailing behind him with difficulty. For a moment, the dog King of misfits had been angry, incensed at the boy's inability to do as he was told, but that feeling had passed quickly. Instead of taking Noah back to the hotel, as he knew that he should do, he had instead howled to Ayita to tell her that the older boy was with him and had allowed Noah to stay with him. The boy was delighted and he was determined to keep up, though the father did slow his pace a bit so that Noah could more easily stay with him.
"Dad, who's that?" Noah asked loudly, spotting someone a bit away. Vigilante looked to where his son's bicolored eyes were focused and he felt the fur along his spine bristle. It was a stranger sitting at the borders, though he did not seem threatening. The King took a moment to calm himself, and indicating that Noah should stay a few paces behind him, he trotted towards the stranger with purpose. "Is there something I can help you with?" he asked, his tone brisk but noble, while Noah peered out from behind his father's muscular leg.
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