It was early morning, the air was freezing cold and there were clouds up in the sky, blocking off some of the sunlight. The winds were alright though, forceful, but not too much to handle. Even though Ace loved cold days, this was one of he few he didn't like. Shaking himself to get rid of any water in his thick pelt, he carried onwards. The grey male had been in Relic Lore for quite a while, and had met a few wolves in his travels. The first had been {Cisco}, the older male who had told him about this place. Then there had been {Itai}, the first fae he had met. And the last wolf had been {Athena}. He and the beautiful white fae had had some fun, and then Ace moved on, past other places, and now he was somewhere close to where he had met Cisco. The grey male was hopeful that they would meet again, but knew it was a long shot as Relic Lore was a very large place.
Ace padded through the Blackberry Fields. He had passed this way, a long time ago. Just a few days before he had met Cisco. Smiling to himself, he made his way through the fields, careful not to step on any of the blackberry bushes. Or he'd have black splotches all over his grey and white pelt. After a while, he came to the end of the fields. Lifting his muzzle into the air, he caught scent of something, a pack border. Ace continued on his way, but made sure to keep outside the border. He didn't want any trouble from the pack wolves, although he did stay close to it, just in case he met one of them on a border patrol. It was always fascinating for him to meet new wolves, male or female in any form, whether they were smaller, his size, or larger. Though Ace did doubt the latter, it was very rare for any wolves to be larger than him, as he was the largest his species could be. But you never know, there could be a larger species out there, somewhere in the world.
SNAP! Ace jumped slightly when he stepped on a stick on the ground. Cursing silently, he consoled himself for not watching where he was going. The grey male looked around at his surroundings, hopefully no wolves heard him. But if a wolf or more did come, it didn't mean that they were going to attack him. And if they did, he had a pretty good chance at defeating them. Size and strength were handy at times, but speed was an asset that he lacked in. Giving a few last glances around him, he continued padding just a few metres away from the border as to avoid and conflicts if a pack wolf thought he was tresspassing on their lands.