Bitterroot Valley parts developed in an unusual manner

Last from me, sorry for his actions but his family was killed by a larger pack a few months before this took place and he still hasn't gotten over it.

Solus heard the warning loud and clear. He hadn't noticed any borders but was going to take the male's words as the truth. Without wasting much time he rose to his paws and stumbled away, wanting to get as far away as possible before he fell again.

The lighter colored male was carried farther then he thought his feet would take him, and he wasn't going to complain right now. Later, probably, but not now. He'd chosen to travel a small ways back the way he'd come and hoped no one else found him. It wasn't long before the poor guy was out cold.