Fox's Glade i wanna fall through the stars

There is never a point where traveling may not keep his feet going but he finds no enjoyment when there is nothing to return to. His mind often wanders to the offer the dark woman gave him months ago and whether or not he’ll return. If she lingers this much, why not make the effort? Something obviously keeps him going back and though he knows he is far, he does not mind making the trek back. The path is familiar and he’s confident in his abilities but he knows it will take time. A new mountain range separates them but as he’s found all that he desires, he decides to work on his return.
 
Atlantis’ nose touches the ground and he sniffs the thick of fox in the area. His stomach rumbles with hunger but chasing fox is the last thing on his menu. Instead, he searches for something else to tide him over before he begins his way back to the west. With a single glance up the clear sky, he sets off through the rest of the glade.