Hoshor Plains don't let your fears win

He rose long before the sun. Bidding his sleeping mate farewell with a gentle kiss, Reek pulled himself from his stream-side den and began the long journey south of the Sunspire mountains, but this time, he left without a concrete goal in mind. Part of him wished to branch out and recruit new members for the pack, new life. While the forest wolves weren't dwindling in numbers, an extra body was an extra body. But more than the urge to strengthen the pack was the fervor for travel that had been reignite within Reek. There was nothing like the thrill of exploration.

He passed the mountains and made his descent into the plains by midday. Upon his descent, the first thing Reek noticed was the lingering damage from the same storm that had destroyed the Rise he had once called home. It's reach was seemingly unlimited. The once tall grass growing on the northern end of the plain stood stunted and charred, a temporary reminder of the destruction that had been wrought.

Continuing to push forward through the charred remains of the plain, Reek eventually found himself in an area that the fire had not touched. He paused to take in the near idyllic scenery (at least, in comparison to what he had just seen) and took in a deep breath of fresh air. He caught the scent of the coyote pups first, however, he was unable to discern the scent from wolf. He pushed on toward the scent, hoping to recruit the source into his fold. Nevertheless, upon nearing the source, Reek noticed the two coyote pups alone by their den. Keeping his distance, he studied them inquisitively and wondered where their mother was.