The borders were quiet, they were always quiet.

When Raisa named him sentinel he had expected to see more creatures coming this way, but perhaps the center of the lands were what wolves preferred. Nothing has changed since he'd been...reborn, and named Champion.

But the tiger prowled along the border, silent as the dead, when he heard a raven call. His ears flicked, eyes scanning the sky for the little creature, following it's trail until he spotted the...little wolf. A child, he'd learned they were called. Carnifex's pale pelt blended in with the trees around him as he approached, crouching low, stopping at his border markings and just...watching.

Like a damn weirdo that doesn't quite understand social cues.