He had begun his trip long ago Early morning 4 moons ago. no rest except for when he was just outside the outskirts of the pack bounds within the Redwood forest, wolves he had meet along the way thought he was nuts, but he was just determined .Azure stood there gazing at the entrance to the pack, it had been so long since her had been near the home of the crows, the smell of the red wood filled his muzzle, Long ago when he was just a pup he had tried to join the crows, the pack he had heard stories about as a puppy from a many wolves he had met threw his travels. He was suborn as a pup, he had tried to join but big bad would not let him go threw the harsh trial as a pup, witch was a smart choice on the alphas part, leaving a pup without food allowing them to be harassed threw out the trial would surly destroy a pup, but now he was fully grown he had spent many moons beneath the sky, no shelter no home training along his way back from kells run all the way to the redwoods.
Azures surrogate mother was against it, letting her pup go off on his own to join a pack so far from home, but she knew he would be in good hands, though she knew her pack could not offer what azure needed, Closure, divine justice, revenge. he was strong willed and head strong when it came to avenging his lost family and maybe one day getting his sister back.
He stepped closer, he called out to Big Bad " I have returned, stronger, faster and more skilled more then I once was, I wish to take the trial and become apart of your pack!" he called out, knowing well the crows where not fond of outsiders, and surly no one would remember him, aside from the new dye his mother's rabbit had painted on him by her request, with the new dye it made him look like you where looking up at the sky from the depths of the water.
He waited for big bad, or any pack member to give him permission to enter, he wouldn't let anything stop him he would wait outside the pack all night and day if that where to become of their choice. he waited patiently. tail un moving eyes focused on the watch points
Big Bad had been alerted of the wolf at the territory edge earlier on. It wasn't hard to spot a wolf with such striking dye, honestly, and he had been quick to respond. He had a feeling who it was based solely on the description alone, although he had admittedly been alarmed at first. When he had sent the pup away it had been a hard decision; Big Bad was hardly an adult himself at that point and struggled with the realization the pup wanted a trial. Normally, The Crows automatically accepted puppies, but that particular one had refused. It was a trial or nothing, and Big Bad had to let the small boy go.