Horizon Ridge between greenwood and castle

Located where Horizon Ridge meets the Ravensblood Forest, on the north side of the trees... Specifically where the light green, dark green, and gray are clustered on the map. This is for @Merrigan and/or anyone from Teaghlaigh since he's on the fringes of their claim!

He had not seen Rhona yet, and it worried him. She was capable enough on her own (they had discussed that very topic after meeting one another) yet still, the knight worried. He thought perhaps his vanishing had offended her. In that case, what reason would she have to find him again? It was entirely possible that she had found something of value on her own too - a pack, a friend, something which she desired that could make her happy. Pendragon chose to dwell on the more positive possibilities and imagined Rhona was somewhere good, and she was happy. It made his guilt for leaving (and brooding) lessen somewhat.

It helped that he had found Uma — that they had hunted, and his belly was not so empty now. If the world was populated by so many virtuous and helpful beings, then maybe being off of his island was not such a bad thing?

Pendragon had crossed the river prior to finding Uma, and now he was even further. He'd found a few small hillocks and crossed them, and now was perusing the fringes of a forest, one that smelled vaguely familiar (in the sense that some trees and plants that grew on this mainland were prolific within the Vale) and he sought them out. As he delved, the terrain became more mountainous, and he was reminded again of home; he saw a sprawling patch of wild onions already in bloom, and near to them the bowed heads of colombine — and his soul ached for home.

As the shadows of the trees passed overhead and strange birds called out, he paused. Pendragon looked skyward for signs of life, turning his ears in every direction they could to try and pinpoint where the songs were coming from, but they stopped, and it was silent. He bowed his head to inspect the columbine again - reaching and sniffing with his dark snout - and picked up more than just the floral scent of the buds. There was wolf here - a layered scent which made the hairs on his spine stand on-end.