Grouse Thicket but we can overcome

Once the Nord had passed through the rolling hills along the isle and waded through the river once more, he jutted east to avoid the heavy markings of a nearby pack. The trek south would have had to wait until he felt he could safely pass without being caught by a territorial patrol. His mettle had been tested long before his arrival in the Teekon Wilds, but he was not actively seeking to reach the extent of his strength in a foolish approach at claimed land.
 
Beyond the babbling of the river, there was a thick forest. The chattering of grouse within the thicket was a sign that life could survive there. Kodlak did not move to go directly through, but to follow the outside of the woodland until it faded away. In the distance, he could see a great stretch of mountains that reached into the sky and stood as a dominating figure for him to keep his sights set on. The thicket stood as the only thing that blocked his field of vision for what was directly on the other side of it. As he always did, the Nord pushed onward and held fast to his direction.