Honeyed Pasture great scott

@Alya <3

despite his grandiose ideas, lionel had only gotten to the seacliffs formerly known as drageda before looking back along his shoulder and deciding he was actually bored again. bored by the endless new things to see and wolves to meet, which weren't many along what felt a desolate stretch of coastline. bored because things were new and exhausting and therefore harder. not fun.
and so he went back, the wolf's-pace that swallows the miles, and when the bristled burnt place came into view, lionel veered away from it into the nearby plain. from here the ocean was still comfortably visible, but his attention was focused completely upon a sharp-cornered and massive mammal moving through the grassland. a grizzly, fatted with the bounty of summer, stuffing itself with the last of what could be found in the same way someone might eat cake over a sink at 542am while thinking about their life.
he stared at it, becoming completely oblivious to all else.