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His patrols were still tight. Tharin paced along the borders restlessly. No one came by the border that didn't have their scent thoroughly investigated by the large wolf. He wasn't going to let anyone else get hurt. His time spent hunting had been cut down, though he still made sure to bring in some good meals. His patrol was finished for now though, and with a small bit of spare time he turned to dedicate it to his other past time. Hunting down the dog that had threatened his pack so badly.
It was personal for him. A dear friend of his had been attacked twice and scarred, and Kiara's pup had been stolen by her. She would pay in blood. Nose to the ground Tharin followed the trails outside of the pack, wandering the mountainous grounds. If there was even the smallest hint that he might be following the one he was searching for he trailed after it relentlessly. It was one of these times, slightly southern in his movements as he tracked.
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