Phoenix Maplewood just observe

Saena had told them to explore the surrounding areas, so Arion did so. Except he wandered the whole North instead of just the territories around them. They couldn't blame him though, because technically the whole north surrounded them and truth to be told, they needed to know about all the different lands and places in their region if a war with the Calderians ever came. They, the wolves of Redtail Rise would be lost in the south because mostly, they kept to the North. But if the Caldera wolves were stupid enough to go to the taiga, then the northerners would be at an advantage because of their extensive knowledge of the region.

It was nice to take a break from his constant obsessive patrols and hunts and leave his stress and duties behind him, even if it was just for a while. These days, everyone else in the pack seemed to be in a good mood, all rainbows and flowers and fairies for them. They didn't even bother to check up on him anymore,— seemingly the only sombre one of the lot — so lost in their newfound joy (whatever stupid thing it was that made them happy) that they had totally forgotten him. Perhaps he should just run away after all, because it didn't seem like his family cared for him at all. He was better off without them. Or was he?

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid emotions.

Arion gnashed his teeth together in anger, honey golden eyes flashing with barely concealed frustration and fury as he walked through the Maplewood. But that was only for a moment. After a second, his features shifted back into his stoic facade and his eyes became cold and emotionless. The mix of negative emotions still churned within him, but he forced himself to concentrate on doing something productive; he began taking in the beautiful scenery around him.