Redhawk Caldera A partridge in a pear tree

All welcome, but maybe someone he hasn't met? @Sassafras @Currawong @Lexy :)

With a light snow brushing his shoulders, Elwood trotted briskly around the wide base of the caldera. His mind was on hunting, although he didn't intend to actually bring down any prey during this particular excursion. Rather, he wanted to take stock of any herds within their territory or just outside of it; as was evidenced by the snowfall over the last few days, winter was quickly taking hold of the Teekon Wilds and wouldn't be relinquishing its grip for some time.

The silver male moved towards the borders, following the path of an all-too-familiar stream. He smiled as he hugged its curves, his gaze lingering on a flat rock at its edge. It was there that he had met Finley over a year ago; it was hard to believe that it had been that long, but at the same time it felt as though he had known her for ages. He paused long enough to affectionately press a forepaw against its chilled surface, then he went on his way.

He refocused his attention, nose skimming the frosted ground with flared nostrils. He hadn't had any luck just yet in finding a fresh trail, but he was still hopeful as the snow drifted lazily around him.