Larksong Grotto i'm going through changes

@Dacio or really, any of the Stegeda party.

To say that Josiah was starving would be an understatement. All that he'd managed to catch as a lone, half-trained hunter was a pair of squirrels and an unlucky vole, none of which had been substantial enough to fill him. It was becoming more and more clear that he'd jumped the gun on leaving home and that maybe (maybe) his parents had been right. Nonetheless, what was done was done, and he'd learned enough to know that he needed a pack.

Since his encounter with the girl in the field, Josie had managed to wander across a mountain range, through a valley, and up into a sort of tundra. It didn't seem likely that there were other wolves this far north, but the scent of others persuaded him to keep going. After having reluctantly and sloppily scaled the mountain's edge, Josiah collapsed (extra dramatically) and waited to regain some of his energy.