Damian heaved a long sigh once Thomas, and Seravi brought the new apparent members back to camp. He had on the other hand decided to travel a little bit. Being careful of the not wandering out of their territory. The air felt as if it could smother his lean wolf body as his feet trotted across a plain path buried with white snow.<br/><br/>Two more members their old alpha would be proud in a way. Though scampering off on his own was bound to get a little rise out of Thomas. His eyes glanced over the opening aware that territory boundaries crossed somewhere in the middle. Fact is he smelled an unfamiliar scent that neither belonged to the strangers he found nor to any of his pack mates. For that matter he couldnâ€™t even place if the scent was a male wolf or a female wolf. Pack borders but if another member from another pack even dared to cross an inch over their border trouble would arise.<br/><br/>His muzzle dug into the snow trying to sniff out the scent then with a huff of giving up he turned around trotting back through the snow. Following the tracks that he had made to get himself back to the den. It took all of what looked like a long time before he saw the campfire. His body prefered wolf form over any other so he made his slow way to the warm fire laying down with his furs still in tact.<br/><br/>It was obvious dinner time was on its way but his stomach neither growled nor was in the least hungry. His green eyes took note that there was something off about the pack. Did he miss something highly important? His head shook in dismay. Nah its probably just the typical moments of business.<br/><br/>He opened his muzzle in a bored yawn while placing his pawns atop his chin. That scent though still lingered in his nose as if someone carefully masked it away so as not to be found. However his mind was also telling him to not mention the scent because he was surely to be probed to be a fool if it was nothing.<br/><br/>Soon enough he felt his eyes shut for a split second before reopening trying to think of who had border patrol more often than anyone else. Since if a lingering unnoticed strangerâ€™s scent crossed surely the patrol would of been the first to notice it. Then again he didnâ€™t really want to give out information that was not set in stone. At least as far as he was concerned.<br/><br/>Yet again he was back to square one waiting for any orders to do , or anything of interest to see.