Golden Glade Half way on a slow move

@Abaddon

Kynareth’s desire to explore the surrounding area of his Strath strikes him regularly. Yet, he solely acts upon it. He’s got too much to do now within the pack territory. Exploring isn’t too much of an option right now. Today though, he decides to indulge himself. Drifting further and further away from his mountain bowl of safety, he runs and runs until he finally doesn’t feel like running any more.

He finds himself in a forest full of dying trees. Fall isn’t kind to them and shakes their leaves off the branches with a gust of vicious wind and the threat of cold. They’ll be back though. The few trees that do have leaves on them still are beautiful sunset oranges, banana yellows, and blood reds — absolutely beautiful.

So he settles finally, black tongue flopped out and panting subtle to catch his breath. He slides agains the trunk of a tree and leans against it casually. Just hanging out and taking in the scenery for a quick break in his workout.