Spotted Eagle Mountain you know you want this di- lol get clickbated

Amsu had spent most of his time recently within the canyon territory. After getting a tentative go-ahead from Stigmata to create his pack, he’d taken the time to really explore the place. However, even he sometimes needed a break from its brightness. The red walls were a stark contrast to the snow everywhere else in Teekon Wilds right now, and although Amsu was not really equipped to deal with snow, he still loved to look at it. It was so different from anything he’d known growing up.

He’d left the canyon a few days ago and now wandered the mountains, wondering who he’d meet along the way. Now he found himself among the dead trees of a burned down forest. Had he been here before? He thought he must have, for he remembered wondering why the Light has decided to send Fire down upon this place. He was quiet here, reverential, aware of the death this place had experienced. But hopefully, come spring, new life would appear. The death was old, not fresh, and he expected he might see green shoots popping up out of the ground if he came back in warmer weather.

There was a wolf urinating ahead of him, so he awkwardly stopped, cleared his throat, and then looked anywhere but directly at the male, not wanting to interrupt his tinkle time (LOL I didn’t know what else to call it). “Hello,” he called softly, unsure of what else to say and not wanting to break the silence of this sacred place.