The Bracken Woods born again

Sorry for the wait on this! I had a lot of New Year festivities haha

Karl had taken care not to leave the Phoenix Maplewood terrain too soon after he was accepted. He had wanted to ensure that he was entrenched in the pack before he scouted out the residing terrain. Reek had given the boy a low-down of the neighboring terrains, interesting to note landmarks and officially recognized packs. After restocking as much as he could to the caches and remarking his den, the agouti pack wolf left to do some of his own research.

He worked his way through the north, following the Whitebark Stream up through the mountain and down through the northern forest. It seemed to get thicker and thicker the more northward he traveled, with a gradual increase of the brambles and thorns that littered the ground. He wasn't sure what continued to make him press onward, but there he was, picking his way through the forest. For someone as lackadaisical as he was, he felt confident with his steps. Kael almost felt like the brambles were a game, and he was definitely winning.

He stepped zealously this where and that, and as he continued his arrogance began to build before suddenly - ker-SNAP, CRASH.

Kael yelped loudly and repeatedly as his foot met a thorny branch and snapped it under his weight. In response, he reared back and found his back left paw amongst even more needle-sharp thorns. The boy howled angrily, the pain coursing through his body as he thrashed angrily and loudly in the forest.