Silvertip Mountain The best defense is attack

For @Zaria, Mercenary trade thread

It was late in the evening, and Steady had decided to break from the borders to head in the direction of his den, taking his time in a slow stroll. He had to lift his paws from the fallen snow instead of just swaying them forward. But, Steady didn't much mind the snow, especially when it wasn't deep. It cooled his paws and was a welcomed change from the summer heat.

Steady was generally on guard and paying attention to his surroundings. But, feeling safe within the pack lands, and not having found any evidence of trespassers on his patrols, he allowed himself to relax and not worry about what big, bad things might be out there. Instead, he allowed himself to day dream what his life would be like if he had someone special to share it with.