He knew it'd take some looking, that he wasn't just gonna get lucky again and stumble on them but he wasn't prepared to spend this long. He'd hoped he would have finished this bullshit by now, he wanted to go home and settle down on the throne he'd rightfully taken as his own. But nah, he was still stuck in this hellhole and worst yet the end weren't anywhere in sight.He'd used his nose of course, he figured the pack would mark their borders well, but he hadn't found anything that suggested he was gettin' a little too close for their comfort.
This was just tedious. He'd had a plan all formed in his head, but of course it had unravelled before his very eyes. And yeah, that was a pain in the ass but it weren't the end of the world. The Comedian knew things rarely went to plan, hell that was what he told everybody, he just had to think on his feet and deal with shit as it came to him.
He'd find them, no matter how long it took. He'd find them and do what he had'ta do and be done with it.
So with that in mind, Savion trotted along with renewed vigour as he formulated another clever plan, one he had a little more faith in.