Golden Glade The way it is, we’re on land

@Nirali

Kynareth’s decided to go up north to finally investigate the old den site of these so called Firebirds he’s heard a little about. He smelt their scent strong when he first came down to the Strath, but they are no longer, their scent fading to near nonexistence and any form of life that is in the form of a wolf seems to have vacated the area. Vaguely he wonders where they have gone. 

He doesn’t care, if he’s going to be honest. All he knows is that that’s one less pack to deal with. So, as he steps over the lands a pack used to, he takes in all the sights and smells. Walking aimlessly through a nice little clearing, his head lowers to sniff at the grass. Little does he know, he’s probably not alone as he once thought.