King Elk Forest tamarack pines

the meal was guzzled down in a few swift bites. one he had cleaned his dark lips and the hairs along his muzzle, the wildcat turned his attention to her with an expectant stare. truthfully, he was in no rush to get anywhere. he was merely wandering to fill the need to wander. he wanted only to find a place each night so that he could rest and repeat his journeys the next day. it wasn't a luxurious life, and it oftentimes carried him to loneliness. somewhere out there, tusk was aware that his brother and sister were searching to have their own needs fulfilled. it had been a short while since he had last seen them together. he wondered if they had parted ways, or if they had remained at each other's side for much longer than he had.

when tzila spoke again, it was to suggest that they find something more filling. tusk pulled his sights from the distance and latched them onto her dark features. the razorback creature nodded his head in an offhand manner before drawing his crown upward and drinking in the scents around them. they would have to trek further in order to find something bigger to eat, but this only meant that he would fill his need to venture. “that sounds fine to me,” the cur agreed in a gravelly tone. then, he plunged himself into the wood and expected that the dark female would follow after.