Blacktail Deer Plateau Be something greater, go make a legacy

@Keen

The return of Rosalyn was still fresh in his mind and it filled the yearling with hope—hope for the future of the pack, and for the well-being of those that had gone missing from it. Those thought to have been claimed by the sea itself could still be out there, lost and searching for them, the location once known to them now too dangerous to inhabit. But surely, just as the elder woman had, they would find their way to the plateau? Aningan was hopeful, wishing each and every day that their ancestors may guide those lost, back home.

Positive thoughts inspired a positive reality, right?

Driven by this newly discovered sensation, Aningan patrolled the outermost reaches of the territory. He scanned the land around him for any signs of life, both wolf and prey, eager to spy movement. Who would be the next to return home? Anticipation, built upon a sturdy foundation, filled his being; he knew now that Caiaphas would return, he could feel it in his bones. So, dutifully, the bear jogged across the flatland, senses alive and mind alert, unconsciously searching for the sea wraith.