Whitefish River But it wasn't for me.

| @Lumiya
| Partly Cloudy, 25F
| 4:00PM

Things were a lot quieter now that @Orlaith seemed to be avoiding him (assuming she didn't leave already, that timeline Cyp I s2g). It felt like a weighed cloud had been lifted off his shoulders now that had gotten out of the way and no longer dragged behind him. It was unfortunate how things went, how it all went down, and yet, it had to be done. He could only hope that the council understood his brash decision on the spot, the last thing he needed was for both Speedy and Ira to think less of him for it. Even he had to admit it was a spur of the moment decision, but by her pushing blame on others... he didn't regret it. 

Sniffing around in the caches, it was now that he noticed they were starting to run a little dry. With everything happening, he had been slacking on the whole fishing thing and let them dwindle... A pang of sadness gripped him in his failure to keep them full, and yet, he had his paws full with other things for the past week or so. Sadly the goat wasn't enough to last very long. Not wanting to eat whatever was left, being able to completely ignore any hunger pains in his belly (a plus side of not feeling it huzah!) he prepared to set off to hunt for not only himself but something extra to add to the caches.