Fox's Glade Pumpkin Pie Time

Arion had set his mind on the warrior trade, hoping that this achievement would give Saena enough proof that he was loyal to the pack. Seriously though, wasn't the constant boring patrolling and the never ending hunting for the pack enough? He did not do as much work in Nova Peak, and he had only shown so much commitment to a pack twice in his life, once to Cerberus's Pavilion, his natal pack and the other was Redtail Rise. Arion was patient, for now, and he knew if he stayed long enough and earned her trust, he would rise easily up the ranks.

Wanderlust took hold of him that day, and with one look back at the Rise, he left but he would make sure this trip would not take too long. He was needed back home after all. Arion did not know how much time had passed before he arrived at a clearing, it was a pretty sight but it had no use to the warrior. Harsh, icy glaciers sounded more interesting than girly flowers. Nothing had come out of this journey at all, and so with an inaudible sigh, he turned to leave.

Until the stallion's nose caught a stranger's scent, a female, someone he had not seen before and he trotted towards her, staying a distance away and observed her with honey golden eyes.