Wild Berry Meadow you win or you die

(ง'̀-'́)ง fight meh.

 

Warmer conditions had graced the Teekons, bringing the wolves relief from the harsh conditions that had plummeted the lands. As the warm rays of sunlight reached into the tunnels, Atshen felt himself being drawn to their beckoning and soon enough he found himself slithering out of the web for the first time in weeks. Pausing, as the light of the day stung his eyes, the Silencer took a moment to take it all in. All too used to the bleak conditions of the tunnel, Atshen was not used to the vibrancy of life above ground. `He blinked slowly as he looked around, seeing that nothing had changed about the woods. They were mostly as they had been when the pack had retreated to the web and Atshen felt a particular weight lift off of his shoulders. 

Despite his calming, his curiosity brought him away from the entrance of the tunnel and through the territory. He took some time in patrolling, ensuring that nobody had happened across their forest. Thankfully, it seemed, that the storm had kept and intruders at bay. 

In his meandering, Atshen eventually found himself at the borders of the woods, his eyes reaching out to the fields as he squatted. Marking the territorial borderline, Atshen watched, wondering if anyone was lurking in the fields.