The past few days he had been often wandering the lengths of the Wildwood. They needed a real place to stay, and it was here he planned to find it. In his trips he often had company of family, or friends. Sometimes they simply went for a drink, or to track down a meal. There wasn't a place that called to him.
Today when the faint light of morning trickled through the trees he could not sleep. He untangled himself from the others, and stepped out into the mist. A long breath pulled in, and slowly released. No one and nothing had come by. He stood, taking in the silence, looking upon their group. He almost wished for a few more faces to be there as he often did when they gathered together to ward out the cold. At least everyone here wanted to be. Reiko and Treyah finally seemed to be liking the west, and realizing it was a great bigger world than the Bend had ever offered. A sigh, he set at a brisk trot. He was going to wander a new path today, he just wouldn't know that yet.
Blood pumping in his legs, dark coat bristled, he followed one of the many meanderings of a deer path. This one taking him farther north where the fire had scorched the land. It was easy for the memories of the Tainns long gone to reach him, along with the friends he'd share this place with. Should he let those things go? Sometimes he wondered.
Suddenly, he realized he wasn't alone. He whipped his head around to see he hadn't gotten away so quietly.