With his own sons only three months old and his grandson a mere two days old, Vigilante was more alert than he had ever been in the Miracles pack. The King was not going to allow any harm to come to his one surviving grand-pup or his young sons. He worried for the safety of the pack's pups; there were more now than ever he could recall. It was a fertile season, indeed, and the pack was prospering with young ones. The trained righteous killer had taken on extra patrols, concerned for the safety of the Miracles puppies.
The caramel-colored secui dog mutt travelled with his head low, scenting and watching intently. In recent days, an unfamiliar scent had been present on the borders, light and foreign to the dog King of the misfit pack. It concerned him more than it might have if there were not so many young ones to protect, but the strange scent that lingered bothered him greatly. He had not yet found the source of the strange scent, but he would not be completely at ease until he did.
It had been a long while since he had last needed to be as aware as he was tonight, but each noise, each leaf brushing against another in the trees above, caught his attention. Jade eyes narrowed as he walked with purpose, muscular form moving fluidly in the darkness. Sounds drew his sharp gaze, but he could not yet find anything suspicious or out of place. All seemed well, but he could not quell the feeling that something was wrong. Perhaps his age was getting to him, though he was hardly old.
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