Khampa stood at his old post alone, looking beyond the horizon. Snow Mountain was safe from wolves now, so there wasn't really a purpose to standing here, but Khampa was just- Old habits die hard. It was hard to give up old something you were so used to doing. At least he was able to participate in more things going on with the village now

He closed his eyes and took a deep inhale of the fresh air. He was certain his son's new life in the city was nothing like this peaceful village