Gyrfalcon's Keep the boogieman

@Arturo

 

He had never been this far from the bay, but, despite this, Rannoch kept pushing into the unknown. The rugged land of Blackrock Depths rose to the equally ordinary and untamed hillside of the keep. Perhaps it was his sense of wonder that had struck him at a younger age or the fact that he was all taken by his own thoughts. But, whatever the reason, he left the seaside territory without much of a thought.

He only noticed that he had left as he began the gentle incline of the keep’s hill, his paws freezing his his gaze skirting about the barren lands. A falcon cawed overhead as he looked about and despite his unease in the new territory, he lingered in place.