Fox's Glade des pas sur la neige

can be a cameo if you'd like <3 

terance pressed passed the borders today, for no real reason other than to clear his mind. indra and laurel had left, ___ in tow (bc i don't know the specifics yet). he just wanted some fresh air, he'd be back the next morning surely. treason would hold down the fort. 

he wondered again, for the millionth time, what he ought to do differently. what could he change about himself? what would make others stay? what would stop the pain from coming? he knew that this was out of his control, he knew it, but why did it happen? why did the children leave to begin with? was it laurel or... was it him? was he just not a suitable leader? could even the children see that? terance couldn't stop mulling over yet another failure, wondering now when the next round of disappointment would strike. when he returned to the hollow, he would be fine again... but he needed this time. 

he spotted two wolves in the distance, through the trees, one pale like the snow and one a stark opposite. he pressed closer, but kept his distance still, ears cupped forwards as he meant to eavesdrop as he passed, nose twitching. nope, he didn't recognize either of their scents.