Neverwinter Forest Today you’re the blank side of the moon.

the little pack was rather quiet as they traveled, and mona felt she was the most elated among then. tindome was leaving tuktu, and with it silver creek, where she had been born. the beautiful little place, now desolate without the presence of wolves, reminded mona of nothing more than the fact her life had been a lie from that point on; she was happy to leave it.
the firebird trotted alongside the tall rochester, two steps to every one of his broad paws, but the excitement that was building in her breast veiled what would otherwise be an annoyance. her eyes glowed as she looked to nathaniel now, then to delight, who was signalling that they would pause here, in this thick green forest. presently the mayfair halted in her tracks and stretched with a long contented sigh, dancing toward her stark-eyed falcon with the tease of exploration in her murkwater gaze. this was the farthest into the teekon she had gone thus far, and she was keen to waste no opportunity.

So far, so good..

Jomyo's hopeful. Everything is still in one piece and she's feeling good about it now that they have the Tuktu officially behind them by a lengthy span of miles. Helping to lead the group is strange for her, but as long as she categorizes it underneath scouting job, she finds she can make it happen by some sort of sheer willpower--or maybe it's just meant to happen. It's definitely new to her, but it seems to be going smoothly. She's never traveled with a pack to uproot like this before.. and she wants to believe it will bring about an interesting turn of events for the little band of wolves. And, really, they've got little to lose. Their elk was dead, winter proved lonely, and now nothing kept them rooted there at all.

On to bigger and better things, the ambar hoped.

It was a protective-feeling forest that sheltered their rest for now, and she had just finished her typical vague lap around their area when she nodded at Queenie. "Pretty close," she was thankful to confirm as she settled down into a spot of her own vaguely near Delight, Mato, and Gracious' vicinity too. She glanced up as Mona and Nathaniel did their own things (as far as she was concerned). "Just before that big mountain." the agouti scout pointed her muzzle off towards the Sunspire range, and although she did not have the name for it exactly, the Sunspire. Its height would draw the eye naturally, and thanks to Valette's effective directions, Jomyo knew it was right there.

Nathaniel wasn't sad to leave his father's grave behind; he had tried not to think on it when the pack first departed, fearing he would be. The feeling never came. He was relieved, instead, and not sure if guilt was warranted for this feeling. He wasn't sure if he could conjure up the emotion even if it was.
The journey made it a little easier to forget such things. He glanced now to his firebird as she moved closer, not missing the Morwinyon's signal. The familiar green fire in her eyes told him that her journey was not done for the day. Despite himself, his expression softened by fractions, and his tail swept a few times from side to side. He looked briefly to Delight, then to Queenie, seeking some confirmation of his assumption that she would already be moving to watch over the pack. That she was near the others was enough for Nathaniel, and his gaze turned back to Mona then.
Feeling adventurous today, firebird? He murmured, allowing something like gentle playfulness to slip into his normally dry tone. It certainly would not have been there if anyone else could hear.