Golden Glade a place for my head

Tagging only for reference. AW!

The rabbit had been left at the borders of the Redhawks—a howl summoning @Towhee echoing across the plateau before the wayward snake crept away from the borders and back to the shadows, distancing himself from the place he had temporarily rested his head once before. The Beta had showed kindness to him, and he had taken advantage o fit—replenishing his energy, and giving back very little before his wanderlust had once more taken the flighty wolf away.

Perhaps his irresponsible ways had been expected when younger, especially given his past. Now, it appeared only juvenile, and the tawny wolf could feel the itch of in his skin from the missing puzzle pieces in his life.

His amber eyes flashed in the direction of the mountains, knowing what lay on them and beyond. Whether Marauder’s Keep was still in existence or his parents remained within these valleys, he had never remained long enough to find out. To this day, he was uncertain if he wanted to know. Did they truly want their murderous son home with them once more?

A drifter his entire life, it was a hard lifestyle to shake. The spring air bristled his golden pelt, and withholding any further thoughts, the male swept to the shade of a small tree, his own teeth burying in to the flesh of the second rabbit he had grabbed—devouring the meal before another predator came to try to make a claim on it.