Judas Orion Archer had been traveling for over two weeks now. At first, he was not on his own, but accompanied by his brothers, unknowing that his one known sister had decided days later to follow as well. At some point in time it had become just he and @Samael, but even Samael had not managed to keep Judas in check. It seemed his litter-mate brother had plans, had goals, had a purpose in life... where Judas did not. Interested in only exploring the world beyond and seeing what all it had to offer him, Judas moved northward on his own. It had been days since he had seen anyone, but so long as he knew the mountains were to the east, he figured he was going the right way. What was the rush, anyhow? He had no promises to keep, tasks to uphold. His father had not exactly known he was coming and he was uncertain of being held down by another pack after having just left the last. He was an unmanageable teenager, as any, rowdy and rambunctious without a care in the world.

But even Judas Archer was no fool to what the harsh elements could do. As morning turned to afternoon and afternoon to dusk, the world suddenly grew darker, heavier. No longer could he see the Moon Mother ahead to guide his journey, no longer did her rays of light kiss his backside with welcome. The otherwise gentle snow had picked up and although it was nothing close to a storm, Judas knew better then to travel in unpredictable conditions. Long, spidery legs strode through the open field quicker, seeking the comfort of the tree line ahead. From this distance he could not tell they were the beginning of the Willows he had heard much of. In the gloomy weather, he was unsure if he had made it here in the Lore or not but only that by now the mountains loomed to the east. As curiosity tugged at him, he lifts his black muzzle, calling out to any and all around him in a simple, 'Hello!'

Someone else had been trailing this field too and I'm the darkness and thickening snows, Judas has not caught scent or sight of him until he had called out to him. Still, Judas couldn't see the other wolf, not in the distance, now with the storm brewing. He moved into the direction of the voice, speaking instead of howling this time in reply. "Judas Archer. Just got here. And you are?" This was stupid, yelling out like this, so he moved quicker, hoping to get to the stranger. He had not seen another wolf in days so maybe this guy might know a little something. Unfortunately, it wasn't anyone he knew - not his brothers or his pops.