Haunted Wood Hoot Hoot, Madapaka

Owls only~
Ask and you shall receive, aha! >:D Located in the darker section of the woods. @Alvorris & @Vulpine

To put it simply, Keyx was not regretting his return to Teekon. Things had changed during his time away, which he’d easily taken notice to as he flew over the land. Some more wolves lingered in places previously unoccupied, certain areas had been damaged—oh, and there were apparently more owls in the region now. The latter change was the one he most enjoyed learning about, since his last stay had been completely owl-free and a total bore. Though many owls were more solitary creatures, preferring to keep to themselves or stay with their lovers, he was not. The darkened boy had been hatched into a parliament, a large group of owls, and a life alone had quickly proven to not be for him. Even if he currently only knew of one other of his species, that didn’t matter. One was better than none, after all, and he was more than happy to know she was there. He didn’t even have to see her on a regular basis, it was just the knowing of her presence that kept him from heading home once more.
 
After his talk with Vulpine, the male had decided to take off and explore some more. There was still much he needed to see of the Wilds, though he knew he couldn’t get through it all in a single night. Before long, the sun had started to peek out over the horizon, alerting him to his need for a necessary break. He had entered another forest, one which seemed darker than others, and tried to turn in for the day. Time and time again, he’d attempted to sleep the entire day away, but it just wasn’t possible. Keyx was wide awake and full of energy—or perhaps it was curiosity in the guise of energy. Whatever the reasoning, his body was not ready to allow sleep to take over, leaving him to just sit and watch from his dark perch. His obsidian optics trailed after everything that moved on the ground below, and his ears would pinpoint every little sound that was made. Off in the distance, he could have sworn he heard wolves, but they did not concern him. The fluttering of wings from the day-birds didn’t bother him much, either. In both cases, he knew the other wouldn’t stand a chance, which filled him with a sense of safety. It was a feeling that probably should have allowed him to ease into a slumbering state, and yet, sleep continued to deny him.