Blacktail Deer Plateau keep a brave face

AW especially intended for those he hasn't met much yet and/or are interested in scouting!

for the first time in his life, aditya was someone of importance. moons ago, he had been invited to stay on this plateau. he hadn't known then whether he would stay longer than the winter; now he was sure of it. for the first time, he had duties. responsibilities. and while they became overwhelming, occasionally, he generally thrived on the new challenges.

he had a mate, a family, and the prospect of children. a beautiful home and a warm den. and with something to finally fight for, aditya had grown up fast, his once ever-jocular nature maturing into something more warm, less silly.

the agouti male stood at the border, the cold wind ruffling the hairs on his nape and tail. the winter was still bitter as ever, but he was beginning to grow used to it, and he knew spring's first song was just around the corner. the moonspear girl's revelation about redhawk caldera had disconcerted him, and his hawkish gaze scanned the horizon, alert for intruders.

clearly, the conflict to the south was more complicated than had first been let on. now, as chief hunter and guardian of this land, a son to one leader and a lover to another, it was his job to make sure morningside was not touched by the bloodshed that would ensue sooner rather than later.