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The sterling outrider had left the Creek early that morning, the sun barely rising over the horizon. Usually he went without a destination or purpose in his mind but this time he walked, determination coursing through his body. He began running, stretching out his limbs as far as they could go, arching his spine gracefully before withdrawing and repeating again. He covered good ground by the time the sun reached its peak. He looked around, noticing a small creek running by. He lapped at its cool waters, soon, he knew, he would find what he was looking for.
Night soon came and went and he continued on his travels. Tiredness coursed through the silver male's body but he ignored it, instead kept on walking and walking, day after day. He slept at night, sometimes in a burrow, sometimes on the grass, whatever place he felt was best and continued on his journey in the mornings. He fed on the fish on the creek and the rabbits that roamed the grassy plains that he was walking through.
It was about four or five days now but he still hadn't given up. He hadn't known that Teekon Wilds went so far and it had given him hope. Gaze filled with icy determination, he continued forward on steady paws and soon his efforts were rewarded. He stepped forward, gazing around in awe.
He stood in what seemed to be the beginning of the beginning. It was so beautiful that he basically stopped and just stared for a good long moment. After some time, the silver outrider finally began walking forward, paws sinking into the soft green grass that filled the grounds between the tall rich hills that surrounded the territory. He made his way up one of the smaller hills and gazed around. He noticed a herd in the distance, here, prey was plentiful. The place was dotted with small woodlands everywhere but the plains still dominated. A large winding river ran through the middle of the place and the tall hills helped shade some areas from the burning hot sun. Silver eyes turned to looked into the distance, spotting some mountains, they reminding him of his siblings. He was sure now, this was the place. The ashen male smiled genuinely for once, deciding to explore the vale.
He made his way through the meadow, the tall grass tickling his flanks as he moved through. Trotting to the river's edge, he drank from the rushing waters, licking the droplets off his lips as he waded into the cool waters, dipping his muzzle inside as he scanned the river's depth. Soon a rather stupid fish decided to wander towards him, a quick snap of his jaws and it collapsed in his mouth. He grinned, admiring the fish, it was larger than those at the Creek. Food and a fresh source of water, and plenty of prey. Eager to explore, he quickly finished off the fish, rose to his paws and began walking beside the rushing waters of the river.