The world was indeed changing, faster then N​ó​ttin would have liked. The plague was still out there, though seemed to be taking a break from terrorizing everyone to the full degree it had been. AT least that's how it seemed, and yet he couldn't help that something might be awaiting them all at the end of this. Something was lurking beneath the surface, and it was becoming almost too much to bare. The suspense was killing him, so he decided to take a little trip outside of the pack borders. The Pillar had taken a quick route around the borders, patrolling the areas just outside their territory. It would be a good idea at least for the long term, to keep an eye out for any more strangers that might come looking for Freya.

Instantly the thought of that half breed came to mind, that straggly looking creature that had the guts to come here. What if he made it back and told them what he had found? N​ó​ttin knew that something had to be done, but without further information of this pack, there wasn't much other then prepare for what might come knocking at their doorstep. The scent of one of Freya's children allowed him to become distracted. The sable wolf went walking in his direction, following the trail until he could see a dark figure in the distance.

A woof sounded from him in a friendly greeting, hoping that some company might not be deterred. What was the young lad up to? Perhaps still trying to figure out his place within his new home. It was certainly a lot to adjust to for the young family. That much was certain. But how much Freya and her children had been subjected to couldn't' be sure. N​ó​ttin decided to tread the possible topic with caution, but moving forward to greet him otherwise. Let's just see how far he can get in the beginning for starters.