Dragoncrest Cliffs do you like this setup i have.

Artaax was not immediately aware of the fact that he was being followed. That would've been godmoding and as much as he might think he's a god, he's like way not. He carried on as usual, pausing periodically to inspect an out-of-the-ordinary scented bush and a slightly-interesting-shaped rock. Nothing yielded him anything that took his attention any deeper than the surface.

Until.

He found.

The feather.

The white wolf had hunted many different types of birds in his day, including the great golden eagle. So, he wasn't moved by just any old feather. This one, though, struck his interest. It was not one that he recognized immediately as one being native to the home he had grown up in, and so he was intrigued. It was not long or large, so he assumed quickly that it was not from a predator (he's wrong), but still. He was intrigued. And so, he was unaware of his long-eared stalker.