The boy had really found his niche within the pack since Maksim had formally accepted him into the pack as a member rather than a loner resting upon the borders with his aunts and uncles until the man was to arrive home. Karpos gave frequent border patrols, often finding himself bored enough to add in extra patrols. He hunted small prey now that the prey had all returned and there were pups to aid in the care for. He had not met them yet, but he wanted to. He had a feeling he would not be allowed to as he was not yet completely trusted and he understood why. He had been a Keep wolf and the other wolves from Hollowheart Keep were liars, traitors, and evil villains whom he would slay one day.
That was what guardians did. They slayed their foes.
He had not seen his sister in a while, though her scent was everywhere. He never returned to the pack den, he did not feel like it was his place yet. He felt like he had not earned it so he stayed in his den near the borders like he had when he had awaited final judgement from the leaders. So he emerged from his den, his dark brown fur ruffling slightly as he padded towards the stronger scent of his sister. He felt like he just needed to talk to her, to tell her of his plans. He had been planning it since his exile and he would not stop thinking about it until he actually acted upon his ideals.
He had years ahead of him. It would all come with due time and he needed to know patients. But soon, soon, the fox would hunt the hounds.