There was an extra skip in the leader’s walk as he made his way around the boarders. Though the summer had been particularly hot this year and his dark fur had quickly shed away to make up for the heat in early spring, he was happy. Casa was progressing better than he had hoped and although they had lost members it was nice to have a smaller close-knit bunch of canines. With Anann out of commission it was easier for him to manage the smaller group. And what was more they had an ally in the Artisans who shared a small amount of neutral territory between them. It made the Sole full of pride for his members that they had set up such a strong pack in less than a year. It all came so natural to him to lead and it left him the happiest he had been in years.
Making his rounds around the borders was an every day event for the Sole. Every now and then he would stop to re-mark a fading scent or scratch up a tree by the boarders to claim the land as his own. It was primarily his own scent that marked the boarders now that his co-leader had stepped down from stress. It saddened him that his dear friend was struggling but he needed to step up to the plate in the next few months while she needed him to be strong for the pack. A call from the boarders turned his head, his ears perked. It was a familiar call, but one of an older version of what he remembered. In his Halfling form he easily traveled quickly, unafraid of the noise he created sending the creatures of the forest away from him.
It was not long before he cam upon the younger male and his golden eyes immediately went to the young horse beside him. An unimpressed look replaced his large grin for a moment while he looked the beast up and down. Residing to ignore it he returned his bright eyes to the Marino boy he had watched grow from a pup. “Silvano! Il mio ragazzo! What brings you here?”"
The Italian sounded strange on his lips but when it came to the Marino’s he respected their language and culture. He had learned a good amount of the language while mated to Ghita. “You have grown a lot since I last saw you.” The scent of the younger male made it obvious to Jazper that he now resided with the members of the Court, not to far to the south.
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