Honeyed Pasture there are people who are pushing me on the train

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Steady noticed, too, the scent of other predatory animals nearby, and was on edge. Instead of simply hoping the trails would go away, he followed them out of the pack lands and into the pasture. It wasn't as barren anymore, as the grass had began to return a couple weeks ago. It would still need time to fully flourish, though it seemed to already be bringing in animals, just not the kind Steady wanted.

Another track caught his attention, that of a wolf. As the trails he was following were moving away from his home lands, he left them in favor for the wolf track. He wasn't in a quite a hurry to catch up, so it was a little while before the figure came into view. The younger male was lapping at the water, and it made Steady realize he was thirsty, too. He chuffed to announce himself, stopping to see if the stranger was pleasant or disagreeable. If he were the latter, Steady would move along.