It had been awhile since his throat had strung like a bastard but he didn't mind. It meant winter was on the way, and he preferred it. Even if he was solo at the moment he figured it wouldn't be too difficult to join another pack. Though he wasn't set on the idea. Greer and Kyna were still in the back of his mind. After they settled he'd told them how he wanted to return here. Telling them goodbye. At least it had been the kind where there was the intention to return. So he was more hopeful he might find another loner to work with. A bachelor group wouldn't be all bad either. But he was beginning to wonder if he should have stayed on the west side of the mountain. Where things were familiar. There simply wasn't a whole lot of scents around these parts and he took it as a bad sign. A sign he shouldn't have come back to the Lore even. He'd lucked out finding a leader first thing, but this time?
Irritation wavered in a heavy sigh as he eased downward. His paws trying to avoid lose rock and yet clipping them all the same. His jaw was set, muscles rigid as he was focused on the last bit. It looked really messy and he didn't need an injury to start him off. Not again.