Silvertip Mountain Thanks For The Memories

FitzDutiful was wondering around, unable to sleep. He was feeling uneasy but couldn't place his paw on what it was. He supposed to was just a fear of the unknown - a wondering of where his life was going to go. The older his children got, the more time he had for himself, and the less he knew what to do with it. He had taken to spending time with Zaria, but wondered if he was spending too much time with her and restricted himself to when she came to the den. The nothing except his children could make him leave.

Now, he just meandered, heaving a heavy sigh now and again. Maybe it was time to stop being afraid and make a move forwards.