Haunted Wood desperation

The world had lost all sense, all stability, and it took Revui's concentrated effort not to give in and die while the hills became enlivened in the manner of an angry sea; rolling hills became thundering hills, became chaos, which he narrowly escaped with naught but dust and panic ringing throughout his body. He ran. He lost all sense of self in this animal fear, and he ran while the earth shook and tried to take him. Revui was a warrior more than anything and yet, such skills were useless while the world sundered around him. He could not fight the quakes; the rise of smoke and fire on the horizon to the north curbed any thoughts of escape to that vector; he could not return towards the mountains for they were even more dire, and the path behind him had been carved away. He was listless as he roamed, starving too, hungrier than he had ever been and lonely. There was nobody here in this great expanse of disaster — no wolves, no prey, just the beast that was an awakened leviathan trying to pierce through the earth from below. Hell on earth, he might've thought.

Revui's path was unclear. He would go as far as he could one way, then veer off to safety as things began to worsen in the dirt. He thought of heading towards the caldera and felt an intrinsic need for higher ground. He thought, maybe, to stay where the land was flat and open, but could not make up his mind. And when the shuddering began to ebb away he saw the dark forest standing tall and proud, safe among the ruin, so he sought it out. There were, of course, many layered scents across the perimeter; other wolves had flocked here by the looks of things, which made Revui trust in his instinct and in his knack for survival. He did not pause for an invitation and rather, he bludgeoned his way deeper, crossing the invisible line dileneating the claim from the outside world, and rallied a cry to those present: a deep howl of summons to whoever laid the claim.

He was here to stay, said his call. This was his home now, said his posture; he would combat anyone that said otherwise, eager to find himself shelter so that he might survive the extinction of the world.