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Figured they could use the horses and place some fences down. WC:438


The silver tripod had heard that the two packs where coming together to help each other re-build and start picking and cleaning up from the mess that the snow storm that had ripped though the lands of Souls in late winter not that very long ago. Noah knew he could not just lay around the pack land of Jefferson’s and try to heal and recover while the only alley that Phoenix Valley had was in need of help. Noah was sure that his help would not be turned down; he knew he couldn’t build much, nor would he be that helpful at hauling the heavier or larger stuff any long distance, he could however pick out what wood was still good for use and what was starting to rot. It was not that hard, a simple tap here and there upon the board and the silver male could tell if the wood would be able to withstand being used for anything other than for fire wood.

The travel was long, and the male did have to stop and rest some, the light of the moon helped him on his way he had only one thing on his mind, and it was to help the allied pack. Jefferson had stretched him-self between the two packs for a while and if Jefferson was willing to allow the members to move though his lands without nothing more than a smile and a nod like he would for any of his member, Noah knew that the one eyed leader was making a wise and well thought out choice.

Noah had not traveled to these lands before he could only hope that whoever he came across in the lands would be willing show him around and help him along the path of helping these lands rebuild. Standing upon his two feet the male looked around taking in the sight that laid out in front of him, the sent was different it held the hints of Jefferson, but there was more to it. The male lifted his head up as his only arm lifted up rubbing and itching the fur under his neck. What to do, what to do? Was all he was able to think about as he moved slowly inch by inch into the pack lands, it was odd knowing that once again his paws where standing upon the grounds of a pack that was so far away from the one that he loved so dearly. Looking around the male had an idea he just wanted someone to help him and guide him though the lands, so he would not get lost.


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