biohazard

For @Jinx!

Somehow the boy had wandered out of Teekon Wilds in its entirety; he had slipped South along the mountain range and in to the dark recesses beyond that which was known - and it was a foolish thing. A terrible thing. Even in spring Tiarnan was not suited for his life on his own. He delved for a fortnight beyond the edge of the known lands only to surface once again, stumbling his way across the fields and through a thicket of trees. In his hunger he was weak. There was a need within him now that meant the boy would flout the law of the land - and so, with skeletal limbs shivering after every step - he came upon the base of the mountain. It held the scent of many wolves, most of which were strange to him but one which held true power. The crescent of the mountain welcomed him like open arms, but once he escaped the darkness of the forest and was faced with the reedy grassland and shale beyond, he knew there was no going back. Tiarnan lifted his head and called as best he could; his howl reaching in to the mountain with the pitch and twist of the hungry dead.