Moonspear that's the way it ought to be

He had yet to climb the mountain proper and it still loomed behind him against the backdrop of fading light. Down in the woods where he roamed, twilight settled in swiftly to let shadows swallow all whole. It was reminiscent of the evening that had brought him there, albeit now he was on the inside looking out. It had been a lackluster day for him, nothing more than a chance to catch up on sleep undisturbed and rest after what seemed such a long spell. The sudden tether of being in a pack felt restrictive, but the weather of kate hasn't been too favorable to travel in either.

Hunting, however, was a mixed bag. In his spare time when he hadn't indulged in sleep, Dirge had tried to find what caches existed in the lowland. He had uncovered a couple that were sorely lacking, but in this part of the forest he found there wasn't much in the way of traffic. It was near the borders, perhaps too near to be worth maintaining with the threat of outsiders and other knavish individuals. Moonspear did not lack in numbers either from what he had gleaned, and thus it seemed obvious they kept things more central. Or they lived life on the edge... which depending on context he thought true too.

As he skirted along the borders, his eyes were drawn to thw forest that rolled out past the sprawl of their meandering border. The chances that some big stag would be visibility looming and alive were slim, but he entertained the thought all the same. Better to seem like he was doing something anyhow, as the looming mountain had also begun to feel like a set of eyes on him as well. Whoever they belonged to, he did not know.

i hope you don't mind me~ q_q