Bramblepoint in the woods somewhere

Dash had left Moonspear in search of food, but he had yet to come across anything. He would have chased after anything edible, but first he had to find something. He trotted down the mountain, into the grasslands, if they could still be called that, and towards Bramblepoint. He wasn't really sure what could be hiding in the thick thorn bushes, but maybe something.

He began sniffing around the edges, seeing if he could find scent of a potential meal. With low prey opportunities, maybe the prey that was here sensed they needed to hide better. This would the spot since everything was so prickly.

Movement caught his eye, and Dash froze, watching the golden wolf make his way through the bushes. Dash wouldn't outright take down a wolf for a meal, he was smarter than that. But, his stomach rumbled a protest. He sighed, choosing to ignore it. Instead, he chuffed to alert the stranger to his presence. Anything that was hiding here would be hiding well since the stranger had already been through the thicket.