Larksong Grotto on the verge of the rest of my life

Would you mind if I used this as a scouting thread? :O

Hush, still unfamiliar with the taiga their pack inhabited, took a scouting expedition to the west. With spring here, he thought it would be best if they found as many hunting areas as they could outside of their own mountain. That was his explanation, if he could give one, to anyone who asked why he left. Internally he was satiating his desire to explore, to run, to get away from the cold and experience the warmth of Teekon Wilds.

He ventured to the other side of the glacier, arriving in a grotto nestled in between it and two other mountain peaks. Hush's nose twitched with delight at the smell of fresh flowers and plants, the smell of fresh air and unlocked water, and the smell of rabbits.

It was the latter scent that attracted his attention away from the scenery. Food was what he came here for wasn't it? Hush trailed the scent, his body close to the ground as he stalked forward, but a thump! stopped him in his tracks. What was that? Hush turned towards the sound, which was soon accompanied by scratching on the dirt. Soon he saw the culprit, and Hush laughed his peculiar, choking laugh; a wolf was stuck face first in a rabbit hole.