Boartusk Heights the broken one

After his meltdown after being chased out of Redhawk caldera the coywolf made his way further away from all he knew. Away from the mountain, away from the glen below, and most of all, away from where he was born. He didn't want to be reminded all the time of what was wrong in his life. Redhawk caldera hadn't worked out, because it was still too close to home. Too many known faces.

He stumbled his way across the southern mountains after making sure to avoid the pack that was settled between the caldera and here. Charles ran and ran and ran until his lungs were weary and the terrain became too unsuitable to run any longer. On a mountain pass leading towards the Tuktu hinterlands the coywolf paused around the late afternoon. Only when he allowed his lungs and muscles a moment's pause did he realise just how hungry he was; but, well, nothing to do about that, now.