Emberflame Ridge I thought this love would always burn like a wildfire

*rolls in* Hello! :)

Terich-mir had spent the better part of the week scouting out potential resting grounds. He and Capri were thinking of settling here, and although he wasn't exactly leadership quality, he'd follow her wherever she went and help her in any way he could. So they had decided to begin scouting out likely areas, places of seclusion and quiet, places where they could grow old together and no one be the wiser. Taggarik would likely accompany them (or they would him, depending on who was asked), and together they would begin a new legacy among these established families.

That day he was scouting around the mountain area, though he hated them fiercely. It wasn't so much hate, but fear and bad memories combined into deep distaste. If the others decided to settle upon or near a mountain, well, he'd just have to get used to it. Skirting the northern edge of the mountain chain, Terich began scenting out other packs. They wouldn't want to settle too close to another, in case these wolves were violent or extremely hostile. He hadn't met any matching that description yet, but that didn't mean a wolf like that didn't exist.

It was with his head bowed to the earth that he first heard sounds of distress, an angry grunt and snort, a sound of pain. Terich's ears cupped forward as his body began moving toward the sounds. Soon he came upon a peculiarly colored female, though she was beautiful nonetheless. He paused many yards from her, giving the wounded woman space, and announced his presence with a bark. After a moment, he asked, "Are you alright?"