Alpine Lake But honey, what are you gonna do?

Winter was on the horizon. And Judas, he wanted to do his part. But sensing that he would not be allowed out of the pack barrier in his current state, he snuck out. He also wanted to try a hand at hunting. Perhaps killing some prey would cool off his nerves. That was the plan.

So he headed out to some area far from Arthendal territory. He saw some herbs on the way, and some prey. But not being a hunter yet, he did not go after them. Not till he saw a lone rabbit, not paying attention at all. He crouched down, eyes on it. It moved here and there. He readied to attack, and...stopped. A blur past the rabbit. Something brown and black.  A scent came with it. His eyes widened in fear, shock and yet longing. It had been some time since he saw Pyx. And it was a sad goodbye.

The coywolf couldn't bare to face her. He started to leave. Only for a twig to snap under his foot. He dashed for a bush, not even slowing to stop it from rustling at his speed of entering it.