Dawnlark Plains Hinterlands

Anyone please + multiples welcome! Maybe someone(s) recruitable? (...also, yeah I changed the title, big whoop wanna fite about it?)

Skirting the swamp that shrouded the nook of his willowy home, Warbone kept pace with a herd of deer he had followed unto the plains. His intention was to round them, and drive them towards the Ridge, where hopefully they would settle and house as a reliable source of food, but the task was proving irritating, as the deer reacted unpredictably to his presence, and scattered. This left him with a task infinitely more difficult than when it had been conceived, and the wolf was not prepared to go through the motions he had found so easy as a lone wolf. There was a tether behind him, pulling him back in the direction of the willows. He did not want to stray too far... lest his stake was taken from under him.

But his mind drifted ahead of him too. Initially on the deer, and then eventually, when he realized where he had come, he thought of @Tavi. The Grotto lay miles away still, a quick journey, but he would not let himself be distracted too deeply— neither by food, or the misplaced sentiment he felt towards a claimed female— so he turned with a tense and unhappy set to the line of his jaw, and he moved in the direction of the Marsh.