Kass made his way throughout the open meadow that was littered with the white powder that was becoming the bane of his existence. He kept a steady breathe as the rugged male pushed forward, looking for something... anything. Prey, a pack, family that didn't hate him, plants to munch on until he could find prey. Darned shame I can't find anything. I hope spring comes soon. Winter was officially the worst season of them all. He loved fall, it was often just the right temperature for him and he could find prey to fight. He blinked with his eyes wide, his light tawny fur still mangled and tangled. Kassander, perhaps you can find something useful. But I doubt it really. Kass had no idea what he was doing or where he was going. Then he found it.
The man arrived to the strong scent of Whisper Caverns throughout the border. Curiosity filled his mind as he wondered what that pack was about. What was it like? Was there anyone that could teach him more than he had learned in the past? Was there a healer he could become a prodigy or student from? Were there special thingamajigs in the territory? His curiosity caused him to raise his muzzle and offer a small and timid howl for one of the alphas. He wanted knowledge and that was what he found himself seeking that day. His mind was focused completely on that. Valar Morghulis. He kept his mind calm and focused, he had to.
He took another calming breathe and waited.
The borders. They were that sacred boundary that he could not yet cross. He loved the location and everything about this particular pack. Well, he liked what he saw. He waited for the alphas as he stood a few steps away from crossing. He hoped he wasn't too close.