The words that Ezekiel and Vesper had spoken had really stuck with the male, and he was now more wary than ever. A coyote from their clan had been attacked by a wolf for defending her son...and where had he been, then? Probably stargazing or scouting some other part of the territory. He felt a pang of guilt for not being there for his clan member, though he could hardly have known about her plight nor gotten there in enough time to save her. He wasn't a warrior, but some days he wished that he could be brave and could stand up to someone in the defense of the clan instead of wasting his days away scouting and mapping the skies.
Nate had already made an entire trek of the eastern border and was now heading back for one last go-around. He swung wide with his gait this time, heading a little farther out into the forests beyond their borders. A scent caught his attention after a while of running and he stopped in his tracks. The male was unshifted and ran on four legs on this day, making him feel rather defenseless. Nonetheless he set out to investigate the odd scent. "Who dares to linger so close to Inferni borders?" His voice boomed, a growl in his throat.
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