The mutt’s life as of lately had been more chaotic, fun and interesting than he could have ever predicted it would possibly be. Days ago Sammies ex Rain Marks placed himself on Anathema’s borders; with intention to check up on her, whatever the reason his presence certainly weighed on his mind and played with the warrior’s emotions. Mido woke up unusually early that morning, even before the sun breached the visible horizon. At the stables he looked for his favorite horse and probably the only one he connected with and trusted. In no time he threw a saddle and harness on the elegant creature, it didn’t belong to anybody as far as he knew, and it didn’t have a name. Before he knew it the communal horse and he were off their lands and onto their next exciting adventure. He wanted to go visit a foreign pack, easy enough because the male had never been to another claimed territory. The hybrid knew two places he wasn’t going to visit though, Sangi’lak and Inferni. Rain lived in Sangi’lak and Mido didn’t get the impression from Wraith that he should pay a visit to Inferni.
It had taken nearly a couple days to get where ever he was going by horseback, with rest in between for the sake of not wearing out the horse. He walked the graceful beast along a path over a low portion of Halcyon Mountain. It wasn’t just the air pressure that changed, a wide array of unknown smells came to him. The Marbas stood at the edge of an unknown pack’s border. Mido knew better than to just waltz into another pack, you get in trouble that way. The half and half tied the horse to a nearby tree and moved closer to the unfamiliar scent. He howled, his husky tone died in the air not long after. He called for someone, really anyone who would answer him; he didn’t care if it were leadership or just another member. He had an unexplainable desire to visit and learn from other packs, his thirst for exploration landed him here, wherever here was.
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