Emberwood the choir whispers

for @Outlander! sorry i didn't get this up yesterday. :-(

vilkas is careful to avoid the creek to the south after he realizes that the territory called emberwood by the locals ( but whose name eludes him ) is bordered by claimed pack territory. the woodland is filled with mainly towering aspen trees broken only by a few rugged coniferous trees that have mostly — he thinks as he sweeps his indifferent gaze over the one standing in his path — seemed to have seen better days. he shadows the northern perimeter of the emberwood not seeking to go too far towards the heart of the territory lest he has to. the firebrand is not afraid of conflict nor confrontation — quite the opposite as he is quite combatant and territorial by nature — but he understands that his predicament is tricky. raptorial nature demands one thing while his instincts of self-preservation warn him to avoid physical altercations as possible. he is lone and his medicinal knowledge is incredibly basic. he could not afford serious injuries thus he stays as far away from the borders of the pack claimed territory not wanting to take the risk of coming across an overly territorial wolf.

he diverts his path, flirting with the deeper confines of the woodland, giving a second pause on his exploration path to scratch at the bracken and debris littered floor to unearth the prey scents that tease him in abundance. he's almost surprised with a pack parked next door that the prey still frequent this woodland as much as the scents tell him that they do. it is enough to convince him to linger, potentially persuade him to find shelter in the northern perimeter for the night which draws nearer as late afternoon begins to morph into early evening.