Stone Circle rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone

Greyback had been strolling through the forest that afternoon, his head bowed and limbs aching from the cold weather around him. It seemed with every passing year the elders joints ached more and more. The bone that once stood strong now worn down and grinding with every heavy paw step he placed. It didn't hurt drastically, but was a bit uncomfortable, a feeling that became hard to ignore. Still, the elder refused to let it show around others, and walked with elegance as he always did.

Humming to himself, the patriarch strayed from his normal path and made his way into the dense forest, his looming presence spooking the animals around him—sending the birds away in a flurry of loud flutters. It was during this that he noticed a familiar face.

"Dawn," he greeted, dipping his head as he took his place beside her. "How do you do?"