Silverlight Terrace your secret is safe

Hope you don't mind me hopping into this! Is it okay to bring to present day?

FitzDutiful had, once again, spent too long on the mountain. He had been so caught up with his troubles and tribulations that he hadn't spared a thought to how rubbish a leader he was being. Feeling like he needed to reacquaint himself with the world around him, he headed out on an expedition - aiming to find the Moonspear that Charon had told him about.

He was nearing close when a sigh flew on the wind to his ears, it seemed to suggest someone wasn't happy and FitzDutiful thought of just leaving it be - passing on by to where he wanted to go when the scent also came on the wind and Charon was an overwhelming factor. One of his pack members then? Deciding that seeing a member of the Moonspear was just as good as finding the place itself, FitzDutiful turned his angle to coincide with the sigher. Once he arrived he wasn't sure where the noise had come from but the wind, his nose, showed him a wolf beside a rotting log, slightly higher than him.

Going around to find a way up, FitzDutiful cautiously joined the yearling. "Life got you down?" he asked, gently.