For the times, they are a-changin'
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Leroy had been spending a large amount of time lately in his home, he was even starting walks along a patrol. Though he would only say it's because he is bored, or has nothing better to do; but he knows it's really because he was starting to become attached here. Leroy was near the caves when the howl reached his ears, flickering them about his red eyes followed as well as his body changed direction towards the call. Breaking away from this 'boredom' patrol the husky started into a trot as his healed body moved much better then in had almost a month ago, no more scabs or bleeding but a few new black scars.

Soon enough his patterned body slowed to a stop outside the building that held voices and scents within, he never liked been crowded but he hasn't been spending much time with any pack members since the fight. Sighing Leroy hoped for the best as his paws carried him up to the porch as he lowered his head before stepping through the doorway, his red eye caught four others but of only one he has meet. It was the black female whom accepted him. Slowly moving forward Leroy felt a bit over whelmed as he found a spot to himself, though close enough he can see everyone and hear. Passing a nod to each new face he kept a small smiled as his tail curled around his legs as he moved to a sit.

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