Sex: MaleA large yearling padded through the cove. He was walking with his head lowered as if he was tracking. His frame was coated with thick golden fur that lightened into flaxen hues on his undersides and around his neck. His face, eats, paws, and tail were dipped in a dark brown hue while a dark brown dorsal stripe ran down his back. Golden eyes gazed upon the world in wonder. His tail was decorated with feathers carefully woven in.
Apollo was looking for flowers to collect, even though it was still snowing. He had learned in the beginning what flowers were poisonous. His grandmother instructed all of her children on what plants were poisonous and her daughter dutifully passed it to her son considering his interest in plants. He loved having flowers and was often looking for them, even on his fool's errand it still kept him busy. He was still worried about his mother but he knew she wouldn't want him to wear himself ragged to look for her. She'd want him to be safe. He planned on staying in the territory for a week, maybe ask around a bit more.
