Moonspear And I Will Walk...2 Miles

A scout! Jarilo felt his eyes narrow, but he grinned back, albeit not so jovially as the older male. "This is Moonspear," he answered, and picking up his nose as he did, all proud of his home and from where he hailed. "Isn't Ironsea pretty far?" the yearling asked, head tilting immediately while he spoke. He knew it was coastal and since scent a little like his seemed to be coming up often enough for him, it was making him suspicious--so he made a note to pester his father about their trip to the seaside again soon so he could see and smell the places for himself for once. "Why are you scouting here?"