Blacktail Deer Plateau Wherefore art thou?

Sebastian moved carefully into the territory of the wolves that had abandoned it. For him, it felt very strange to be in a home of a pack. It seemed they didn't leave too long ago. Sebastian walked carefully and slowly, this made his limp less visible. When he would walk he could support his weight. Only with a trot or gallop or any other fast speed, his shoulder couldn't keep up.

The grey male was quite startled when he heard a loud screech. He almost topped over, luckily he landed on his good leg. He turned around and looked up at the branches with a light scowl as who scared him. His docked tail held up. The gash on his shoulder looked painful, and the little scars on his neck and chest still needed fur to grow over them. Sebastian looked rather worn and battered. Poor soul. A lone wolf was never a good thing, that was why he needed to find Aviana.