Blackfoot Forest Gimme Karma

Evergreen grows restless as the days grow longer; he seeks exploration as he once had before disaster struck him. Round ears perk forward, the clumsy bear takes his time today. He slips from Easthollow early in the morning, carving a path southwest, and finds himself amongst a forest. It's new to him, closer to Diaspora than he's traveled otherwise, and he wonders for a moment if the pack had moved like Takiyok mentioned, or if it remains in the same place it had. (Perhaps worth a visit regardless.)

He wanders, aimlessly, and only freezes when he catches the scent trail of another. It does not seem as if a pack holds claim over the territory, but Evergreen grows cautious nonetheless. His steps are taken carefully, and he follows their trail out of curiosity. It differs from the murderer, so he suspects it cannot be him, at least. When he finally spots the wolf, he notices quickly that he can only see part of her. The other looks to be mended with moss covered boulders. That can't be right! His head lifts, eyebrows furrowing. Hello...? He tests.