Fox's Glade oars to the sea

@Ibis

The young girl that he had met before had been a wonderful presence. Cavendish had felt truly blessed in his time in the Teekon Wilds. No matter the vicious winds that seemed to tear across the land, the prince had happened across very kind and warm-hearted young wolves who had given him an opportunity to find comfort in even the most frightening of worlds. The young girl Weejay had warmed his soul before sending him on his way. Though he was unsure of what the future would hold for him in the wilds, Cavendish was certain that his time would not have been wasted.
 
Stepping into the wooded area, the prince breathed a gentle sigh of relief. It was there that he found a moment of peace from the violent weather. Though there was little sound from the surrounding wildlife, he could not deny the calm that had settled into his limber bones. The deep mahogany of his gaze searched his surroundings with an upbeat curiosity, eager to find his next form of companionship.