Fox's Glade Take me by the hand

@Shaara — Takes place on the northern edge of Fox's Glade. Morning.

Usually it’s Thistle that scouts ahead. The pair of them have been on the move since their family told them to explore; to live life and find a place where they thrived. Evergreen is still hesitant about the whole thing. Yeah, they’ve come a long way from home, but… it’s been difficult to adjust? A lot of him just wants to turn back and go to his family. Having Thistle helps, of course.

Stretching as he stands from the makeshift den he and his sister made the night before, Evergreen lets out a large yawn. Green eyes water for a moment until he clears them and takes in the soft light of morning. It’s cold, and it isn’t home, but admittedly it is pretty here. The Valley also seems to house more packs than other places the duo have traveled.

He lets Thistle know that he’s heading off—getting a weak grumble of annoyance in response—and starts his way towards the small stream they spotted the day before. Hopefully it isn’t too frozen over because he’s parched.