Things had been quiet, a good kind of quiet, he wasn't going to lie. Silence meant good things, at least, that's what he hoped for, but even he knew that measures had to be kept and patrols had to be sent out. He would be taking the lead this time, he needed to get out and about and moving again. Exhaling as he stretched, stifling a yawn, "Anybody who wants to go for a border patrol, meet me outside of camp. We leave in five minutes!", he barked out.

When the patrol had gathered behind him, he set out, making small conversation wit the bodies around him, tail swaying slightly. The sun slowly coming down in gentle warmth from above was enough to soothe him into a slow pad, taking his time on this patrol. There was no reason to rush through it.