Duskfire Glacier the soldier's minute

disaster struck my home, though moonspear wasn't around anymore to consider home. yes, the mountain remained a bit worse for wear but there was no use lingering there. a small meteor hit the mountain and caused a landslide. a piece of rock did this, he gestures with his muzzle to his leg casually. another scar to add to the mapping of past injuries upon my flesh. i am left to assume that most of the pack is dead caught in the collision and landslide. those like me who were lucky scattered. that was all it really was, he thinks. luck. luck that he'd been just outside of the territory when all it went down and all he'd suffered was a splice of flesh from debris.

i guess... he drawls in a breath. i've come here to make a new home. because as a survivor, he had to keep on surviving.