Frostfire Ridge Adding Fire to the Flame

@Kerosene

It had barely been a day since Rixton had stumbled into the unknown territory, new pack scents bombarding him from all sides. He had come from the north, along the ocean with the scents of salt in his fur, but as soon as he saw the familiar tumble of mountains in the distance, he had to venture inland. Every once in a while the sun would peak through the cloud cover and warm his sandy fur, but the higher he climbed, the colder the air became.

He lifted his nose to the sky, sniffing for any pack scents that were threateningly close. Noticing only a few that were a good distance away, he continue his way up the mountains. He enjoyed the way the crisp air stung his nose and soon enough he came to a more rocky outcropping where he could sit and look out on the new land. It would be amazing if it could all be his.