@Nina
It had only been a couple days since Miccah had been accepted into Secret Woodlands, but he had no trouble throwing himself right into work from the very beginning.
His scent could be found all over the borders now, he would think. And a bit out of it as well, for he had gotten lost and confused a couple times for it was too soon for him to know where the borders were by memory.
The thought now brought a chuckle rumbling deep from his chest, but he remembered that it had not been funny then. The recently bumped up second-in-command smiled as he remembered his emotions on that day.
He had been embarrassed and angry. How could he show the pack, his new family, that he was worthy of their trust and respect if he had forgotten where the borders laid?! Oh, the young man had much to learn.
As he continued to walk around the borders, leaving his scent every couple of feet or yards, his thoughts drifted from his new family, to Ashanti herself. Gosh, how he had missed her! To think, he was now in the same pack as her, even in the same rank! Oh, what a stroke of luck. A stroke of luck that brought him great joy. It all seemed too good to be true, a bit too surreal.
A silly, little smile played upon his lips before he remembered that he was out in the open, guarding the borders. A loner or pack mate could show up at any moment. Clearing his throat, he wiped the grin from his face, replacing it with a serious demeanor. But, there was no mistaking the warm twinkle shining brightly in his strangely colored orbs.
"speech"