Lion Head Mesa Winds Of Sorrow

The fox glanced back at the bird's request and thought to himself. Another set of eyes wouldn't be too bad of a change, and the extra company should make his life less boring. Still, being as shy and timid as he was, he knew that he may run away at the bat of a moment's notice. He didn't run into any real trouble so far, but who knows what could happen.

With a heavy sigh, he turned to the bird, hoping for the best. "There's a place I'm heading to. I heard it was some kind of safe haven." One of the wolves he met mentioned of the place, though he didn't know the name (Northstar Vale). He had no idea how much damage the storm did to the area, but he believed it was worth a shot. "Anyways, we can go there and see what kind of chaos it's in. I know it's in the mountains, so the journey's going to be a bit rough. Are you up for it?" He reassuringly smiled, hoping that he wouldn't freak out and leave her behind. He made a similar mistake a year ago, and while it may have been the thing that kept him alive, he is still haunted by it.