After a long walk around the new territory Chan had pointed out to him, it was finally clear to the Vuesain that it was time. Everything was finally falling into place even despite the absence of his beloved sister. Aleister wished she was here with him, but instead he was surrounded by wolves that truly wanted to be at his side. With two new members within their ragtag group, Al, at last, felt ready to make everything official.
Looking around with his mismatched gaze, the dark agouti male couldn't help but let an exuberant smile lift his ebony lips at the sight around him. There was a towering stone structure looming at the top of the rock-riddled hillside, blocking out some of the brutal wind from the range. A rolling hillside that led to the sister cove, hidden by dense forest cover. The peaceful cove reminded him of his birthplace, but this was someplace anew for them. This was a place for them to restart and arise once again. A place that was all their own.
As he settled upon the cove's shoreline with the Mountain of Dire overlooking them, he raised his whitewashed muzzle into the air calling for his companions. His call was urgent but cheerful. Their time has come to claim the land as their own and he wanted them all at his side.