Phoenix Maplewood I will hide myself below

The large sire shook out his white coat, picking at the puffier strands of his plumage with his maw. The colder months were coming — that much could be noticed by his incoming winter coat, and Fall was already proving itself to be a complete pain in the ass concerning food. Seems as if all the animals were beggining to tuck themselves into their burrows to prepare for winter — not a very convenient thing for predators such as wolves. If Āzon wanted to stock up, he'd need to do so faster. Because god forbid he get desperate enough to dig into a den and accidentally wake a grizzly up. That would suck.

He pondered on how Evien was doing back at that meadow. Not even a simple 'Thank you' could express the gratitude he'd felt for having his wounds patched up and thanks to him, Āzon will be able to start training soon. The pale brute did not wish to return to Polaris until he was in better physical shape after all — he actually wanted to be helpful. And there was no way in hell he'd be helpful in a shitty condition like now.

Ignis walked slow and thoughtfully through the forested lands, taking in the scent of sweet tree sap and watching the fieriy red leaves of Autumn flutter elegantly down its trees.

Tag(s): N/A (All Welcome)
Setting: Pheonix Maplewood, Morning. Mild winds (75°F)
Note(s): Backdating by a day (to the 14th)