Northstar Vale Wilder Mind

Steady had been mostly bound within the bordered of Silvertip Mountain since joining, except for the one excursion he went on to hunt down that cougar. He very much liked his new home, and hadn't really felt the need to explore the area outside, until now. He knew he wouldn't go too far, but his adventure bone was itching and he decided today was a good day to scratch it.

He could feel the storm brewing, but he decided not to let it deter her. He rather enjoyed the rain pelting his body, cleansing him, renewing him. He lazily strolled through the forest he had come upon after descending the mountain. The rain washed away any scents that might have been there, and so he hadn't noticed she was there until he was upon her. He stilled, his tail held neutral, his head slightly lowered, part with the weight of his wet fur, and part to protect his neck if she decided to attack.