out of character stuffs
Tharin ran along the pack's border. It was a good distance to run, especially for one used to travel. It helped strengthen the pack scent, while giving him that purposeful movement that he had felt when traveling. Reaching the forest border Tharin slowed down, the salty scent of the ocean along his coat. Panting happily Tharin stretched his body out. There was still much for him to do today. He was going to get some food for Kiara and visit her and the pups. Then he was going to run down to the den and lounge there for a while. After that he'd be hunting for the pack.
Sometime in there Tharin wanted to practice fighting as well, but he didn't feel as confident doing that. What he knew was so very basic. Nothing near what it should have been. True, Tharin had never been threatened and had to fight in his life, the closest encounter being when he drove off the bear. Sickness and hunger had been his foes. Tharin wanted to be ready though, especially after those he cared for had been attacked.
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