It had been quite some time since Kajika had ventured beyond the borders of Fallen Tree Cove. He felt that with spring upon them it wouldn’t hurt to venture outside the borders in search of prey or anything else that might strike his fancy. Mostly he wanted to get away for a short time, wander a bit. There was still a part of him that did enjoy drifting from place to place sometimes.
The thing that he found most amusing was how well he had adjusted to pack life. He remembered how worried he’d been when he first joined that he wouldn’t be able to settle down. However, as time had passed he found he was quite comfortable in the pack. He was more certain than he’d ever been that he’d made the right decision even if a big part of his reason had been Des, he often did think of her. Still he had to move on despite whatever feelings he had felt for her.
When Kajika first left pack lands he was cautious, he couldn’t imagine Relic Lore had changed too much. He did know that boars had been loose in the forest and he was a little rusty when it came to traveling outside the safety of his home. The further he traveled the less weary he became, more like when he had been traveling alone. The path he had chosen had lead him through an area full of nightshade, which he knew well. Then on to the hot springs. It was here that he stopped his travels. Walking right up to the edge of the water he debated stepping in.