The Tangle tangled

After meeting up with the Heda at Drageda, Eljay'd spent a few days at Ankyra Sound. He knew he wasn't allowed in Drageda territory but Wildfire'd shown him where that was, at least, so he decided he would stay around it, like she had said. He wouldn't stray too far, but he also should make himself useful, he knew. Eljay'd mostly cried for a long time, feeling utterly miserable, and it showed in his every move that he had no idea how to prove himself because he knew that everything he was kinda good at involved pack life he didn't have at the moment.

Eljay'd already been thin when he arrived here and he had eaten only a little since while he tried to collect himself. He'd hunted, but most of it had been a failure and he cursed himself each time he'd let another critter get away. Meanwhile Eljay tried to track bigger prey, hoping that maybe he could convince the pack to come towards him when he found a good prey animal. But Eljay wasn't that great at leading hunts, he usually just followed, so he wasn't sure what he would even do and how when it came to it, when he would find what his goal was.

He'd left the Sound for the day and tracked through the outskirts of the tangle, but as he looked further ahead Eljay realised it might be better to look elsewhere — this looked like nothing but rocks and dirt.