The Heartwood (TW) And If I Fall....

@Augustus

It was a few days since his encounter with the Male on the mountain. He was heading home, back to the Haunted woods. Back to his duties to his pack, and his Alpha. The scent of the season had now begun to permeate the air, and it was beginning to make his pelt itch. He had no mental attraction to the females, other than the possibility of having pups some day...but he was still a wolf, and the amorous musk of rutting males was beginning to cloud his head. 
He made a slight detour in attempt to avoid the worst of it, and found himself in a queer and desolate forest. Fire. 
There had been fire here and it's Ashen touch lingered everywhere. Clouds of ash curled up from beneath his paws. He followed the scent of death- a twisted, charred, mummified rabbit was slumped over a log, both of them fused together in death. 
he shivvered...there was an unsettling vibe.