Blacktail Deer Plateau why do people keep leaving?

Krarius had come to the conclusion that he should patrol more now that he was settled in. It would do him no good to be unfamiliar with the place he was going to call home. His earthy form weaved through the territory of Blacktail Deer Plateau as his baby blue eyes took in everything. Each detail still shocked him and let him breathless. Beauty was endless here. In the landscape and the wolves who inhabited these lands.

Usually his heart hammered in his chest when the beauty was present, presented in front of his blue eyes. Yet there was a sound that resembled...stomping? A prickly nervous feeling built up in the pit of his stomach but he followed after the sound. By scent alone he knew they were part of the Plateau group.

Softly he decided to call out. A-are you o-okay?