Moonspear fro[m] here to eternity

Frustration had captured him of late; he was angry that he couldn't protect his pack and family, angry that others chose to attack them in the first place. It was all overshadowed by oddly misplaced confidence that decided that it would drown out the feelings of incompetence simply by shouting louder than the rest of the feelings.

Something was different that day. There was something on the wind, something that made him feel more confident and strong. It made him feel both at ease as well as more chaotic and tumultous inside. He picked up Ame's scent near the treeline and followed it, little else on his mind.