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Saluce was enjoying a rare treat he hadn’t been able to enjoy for the past month; He stood upon four, well rather upon three while he severally favored his right forepaw. His shoulder had finally felt like it had healed to the point of risking shifting, haven given it a month already. The grey male started along on his journey then, taking up an old habit before the injury.
Paws drummed along the ground with purpose in an odd time signature,3/4 as he skipped using his injured shoulder to run along. His nose went to work, having found it sorely out of practice, as he wandered along the borders for the first time in a while. Even if things hadn’t returned to normal with his mate, he still loved her dearly, and he was coming to terms with her own despair. There wasn’t anything he could do right now to make it easier on her. Nor was it easy for him to accept that her tentative grip on the pack was loose at best or rather fleeting, hanging by a shoe string especially after the events that happened earlier with the almost seizure of their animals.
Today though he would make damn sure no one had come or gone from the pack lands, infinitely acquainted with the scents that came along the border. He retraced the steps of his former route, it took him considerably longer to do his route but he managed well enough. Once finished he made his way slowly toward the stables to check on a horse whom he had heard was quite a beast to deal with during the raid.
He entered the stables, trotting along until he stopped at his stall, not really caring to shift and risk injury to his shoulder for the time being he simply yipped up at him, calling his attention. The horse languidly turned its head and rested it above the door while looking down at him, snorting. Saluce raised his nose up to the lock and fumbled with it in his mouth for a few moments before letting the door swing open. He didn’t speak to him, but Saluce figured he had been cooped up in the barn to long and it was high time he got to go fraternize with the mares, so he let him go out into the pasture.
Saluce himself simply sat down and enjoyed watching the beasts get acquainted with each other.
Image courtesy of Frau Böb@Flickr; table by the Mentors!
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