Whitebark Stream Every path leads you back to where you are.

Maybe @Sunny, @Valiant or @Xizur?  Set before Dawn and Artyom become mated.  :)
Made this one read only instead.

The afternoon felt fresh, a pale sky bringing the suggestion of snow to fall. On noticing this as well as the chill in the air, Artyom made his way from open territory toward the trees where he ventured between the foliage.

Nose to the ground, the golden hunter assumed the search for any hint of prey having crossed through. He supposed small creatures might seek shelter beneath the canopy if they were wise to the potential change in the weather, and figured now to be the best time for hunting.