Blacktail Deer Plateau there's nothing i want

the times were changing--or, at least, the weather was--and he. . .well, not so much with them. at dawn's touch he awoke with a shiver, the icy breeze biting into his pelt. hari had blessed him with a voluminous tail, but that blessing had not extended to the rest of his body. his fur was southern-winter short, not suited for this climate, and for a moment aditya fretted over the coming months.

but getting up and moving around would do him good, warm him somewhat. with a small groan he arose and stretched, shaking the dust from his pelt.

this must be the day that dawn had chosen to leave on pema's mission, and he was to accompany them on their journey. he was honored that grayday had given him his blessing, given his newness to morningside. but, in lieu of a trip himself, this was the perfect way to start earning his keep in the pack--and further endearing himself to dawn's father.

"dawn," he greeted the lead hunter with a smile. "shubh prabhat. how are you feeling today?"