Shadewood Evanescence

Today he was planning to return to the woods that had once served as his gateway to the Wilds, his inquisitive self restlessly itching to explore what lay beyond the Isle. He reached the river, plunging into its swirling currents with an much grace as he could muster, careful to repeat the strokes Aeronwyn had taught him the first time he had crossed. The only difference was that now he was heading away from the haven he now called home, quite a foreign thing for the young lad. Nevertheless, he trusted his Lord and Lady more than most, deeming their land to be safe under the watchful eye of Burke.

He reached the opposite bank, shaking his pelt to rid himself if the worst of the water before swinging himself into a level trot towards the forest. The longing to shoot a glance over his shoulder tugged at his mind, yet he banished the desire with a warning growl, forcing himself to devote his trust to the others. With a swish of his tail, he plunged into the darkness of the trees, ears pricked and nose held high. Perhaps he could even find someone who knew of the alchemists' residence.