O O C | Alrighty, enough time’s been well-spent as well as wasted. Here we go. ;)
Saying that Borden was polite and well-mannered was a far cry from where the male had been when he first left Bertram Valley. He had formally addressed Alexander and the wolves of Midnight Plateau and respectfully resigned from his post as beta instead of running off into the night with Jaysyek Enap in tow. As he climbed down the mountain side, he silently bid farewell to the landmark that had been his home for the past three months. A quiet “goodbye” was sent to the stony pathways and the breath-taking views over Relic Lore, an “adieu” to the shelf that had served as his watch post, a “good luck” to the next beta who would take his place… a simple “see you around” was mentally whispered to the alpha and his mate. Once all four paws touched the damp forest floor he glanced over his shoulder and smiled up at the snow-crowned peak. The first rays of dawn were just starting to bathe it in a golden glow.
Pack it up and let’s get a move on… his conscience encouraged; the sooner he and Jaysyek departed, the sooner they’d reach a suitable mid-point (perhaps somewhere around the edges of the forest where the trees were spaced far apart and untouched by the inferno that had scorched the southern part of the Wildwood) or Vlarindara’s den at best if they kept a brisk pace during the course of the day. His black-tipped tail gave a lighthearted wag as he took a deep breath of the early morning air. He was about to find his way towards the abandoned den where he and his beloved had taken shelter from a snowstorm a few weeks back, but he decided on a better, more practical, idea.
After slowing to a stop before the trunk of a fallen tree he folded his ears back and lifted his muzzle, allowing his voice to filter through the air. Its singular note, though loud and capable of being heard within a large radius, rang out only far enough to reach the height of the mountain and the charred bits of the Wildwood. He called out to Jaysyek and Vlarindara, also alerting any eavesdroppers that he was departing (not that it was significant to those outside his small circle of acquaintances). Waiting with bated breath, he took a few restless steps toward the trees then darted to the edges of the territory until he found himself on the other side of the lines he kept well-guarded since his arrival to Relic Lore.
Dull gold eyes scanned his surroundings, searching for any bit of movement that signaled the arrival of at least one of the two females he was expecting. Excitement coursed through his being, today was going to be the first day of this new chapter in his life. He and Jayse would start their lives together. They would form their own band of wolves… a family… a close knit pack with Jayse, Vlar, and Raigo (and maybe a few others if they happened to come by once they were all settled down). Unable to bridle his enthusiasm for long, he forced himself to sit down; the more he fidgeted, the less energy he’d have left for traveling.
Every so often his dark ears would stir, swiveling atop his skull as he listened for a familiar voice or the sounds of crunching gravel or rustling foliage. His tail continued to sway behind him. Any moment now, he kept telling himself. Any moment, any minute, any second… Patience.