Bramblepoint Okay, let's see what this thing can do.

@Peregrine 

 

He hadn't cut down this way before, not so far at least. There was an odd tinge to the odor of the forest, almost ashen, or maybe the scent faded out in the past. Stark was slow as he walked, taking in the area and well aware of the threat of Warbone. It certainly didn't make him feel excitdd about leaving the Keep but he wouldn't hide either. He wasn't a coward and no wolf would restrict his lifestyle. Stark did as he pleased. 

Tambourine was getting older, lean muscle growing into real strength and Stark figured it was time to start exploring. Without the immediate threat of Reek coming to steal Tambourine in the night the boy could stand to accompany him outside the pack lands - maybe he'd like scouting, like Stark did. The male stopped for a moment to sniff a particular looking bit of bark, only dimly aware of the color of the midday light as it filtered through the plants. It might have been pretty had he not been so distracted, but then, Stark had trouble slowing down enough to notice the good things right in front of him.