Moonspear Walls coming down

A bunch of ramblings!

Dash emerged from his den, stretching his body as he yawned before shaking out his fur. After being welcomed back by Amekaze, he had been happy to find his old den unoccupied and undisturbed. He actually had several hidden spots he used to go to be alone, but he knew he likely wouldn't need those, and so he did not seek them out to see how they fared in the changing landscape. 

He trotted from his den, heading towards a water source to drink his fill of the liquid. He didn't figure there was much use in trying to hunt down any large prey, seeing as how they didn't have much to eat here. They likely moved on to greener pastures until Teekon Wilds recovered from the creatures that had eaten everything they could, leaving nothing in their wake. 

However, there was one creature they didn't touch- fish. There weren't nearly as many, it seemed, as when he was last here, but he only needed one. He waded into the stream, careful not to move too quickly, and stopped in the middle. He face upstream, as it allowed him a better viewpoint to see the fish heading his way. It took him some time, and quite a few tries, before he was able to catch one. He clamped it between his jaws and hoped back to land, not bothering to shake the water from his fur as he tore apart the small fish and gulped down the chunks of meat. While many wolves couldn't survive in this barren landscape, Dash's history and experience with being a lone wolf had prepared him for this. He knew just how little food he could survive on, and he made sure not to take more than that. Later, he would attempt to find some food source that his pack mates could eat, but he knew it would most likely be futile. He still had to make the effort. 

Finished with his small meal, Dash licked his chops and sat back on his haunches. He wondered what his other pack mates were like. He knew Charon and Amekaze, and Floki somewhat, but the rest of the scents were unfamiliar to him. He didn't pick up Wildfire's scent, or, more importantly, Thistle Cloud's, which led him to assume they were both gone. He sighed, hoping that Thistle Cloud was okay. He had missed her, and their friendship, and had been excited at coming back to see her. He had never really tried to define his affection for her. He only knew he liked being around her, and had left it at that. 

He sighed, letting thoughts of her flow from his mind. He was never really one to dwell on things, though he knew it would not be the last time he thought of her. He just couldn't let it bring him down. The short time spent with his brother had renewed his outlook on life, and given him a new, positive, perspective. He was a little more social, a little more outgoing, though he had to admit, he hadn't really met anyone new since leaving his brother. It was his brother who had brought out his inner social wolf, but he was not here now. Dash only hoped he fared as well without him as he did with him.