[/html]The red pelted wolf moved softly though the wooded landscape. He had only just returned to the pack lands the day before, having ventured back to the south and Berwick to fetch the rest of his family. Knowing that it would take them time to travel and that his brother journeyed with his mother and Tayui, Oak had gone ahead and returned to Vinátta. As a new member he needed to learn the pack’s lands, to show his dedication and perhaps to return to see Cassia. The male hadn’t been away from her for so long since they had become friends, and though he had not search her company out yet just knowing that they resided in the same territory calmed his nerves.
Tore bay eyes look in the sites that nature had provided, the nook of a small valley or a large rock formation. He mapped them out in his mind, keeping the direction of north ever in his thoughts as he did so. The great lake was to his back, and he headed south. The pack’s border ran close to this left, and he checked and maintained the boundary as he wandered.
He found it to be an interesting place, and had not even ventured into the Sacred Grove as his curiosities desired. Nor had he taken a long look at the village or the barns and stables. Though he knew Lilin and had a friend in Cassia, and yet he still felt disconnected from the rest of the pack. Scouting the lands and growing used to them bonded him as a Vináttan.