This place was creepy as balls but the little prince was growing tired of hiding within the Broken Timber borders due to the stupid snow. It was cold, yes, and it was immensely bothersome, yes, but there was no reason why he should be barricading himself because of it. He needed to get out and explore—see as much of Relic Lore before the snow made it impossible to take day-long adventures. Luckily, the sun had made another appearance this morning and had brightened the shadow’s mood. Without a second thought the prince headed south, searching for something he had not seen yet.

As soon as he entered the woods it seemed as though his surroundings were muted. The air was unusually still and left the boy feeling paranoid as he pressed forward. However, the further he went the more feeling began to dissipate as the mist swirled around his oversized paws. Though eerie, the silence was oddly… comforting. It was different than the hustle and bustle back home—it was nice. He made a mental note to visit this place again, especially when he needed to escape the noise. Curiosity consumed him and drove him forward—within moments he was swallowed by the woods.

As he padded deeper into the forest he could detect the scents of many wolves to the East, which was a clear sign that a pack resided nearby. To steer clear of treading over any borders, the boy kept to the West, paralleling the mountains in the distance. One day he would climb the mountains too and explore the land on the opposite side… but for now, he would stick to the Eastern lands. There was enough for him to explore here until his legs grew a little more.