Dawnlark Plains Got no time to waste, I'm already late

He wasn't sure how he had managed to wander down the wrong side of the mountain range. He had woken alone on the coast after his fight with that damn mouthy wolf, remembering that he had passed out before getting the chance to kill him. The beast had been angry and weak and after painfully getting to his feet, he had just moved, too out of it to really pay attention to where he was going. 

It was when the sand turned to snow-covered ground that he realized the mountains were on the wrong side, but he was too tired to be too concerned about it. He just needed to rest for a while and then he could turn himself around and go back towards the forest and his family. He stopped somewhere in the middle of the barren plains, his sore neck protesting every single movement he made. After a few minutes, He finally slid down to the ground, placing his head on his paws before closing his eyes. He tried to ignore the way the cold air made his ears throb as he prayed for any amount of sleep--just enough to give him the energy to make it home. 

@Alarian