A jailyard assault in rain and mud

[size=x-small] @Mordecai this is outside of pack territory, but closeby [/size]

The green-leafed giants presented themselves at equal distances to both the male's left and the male's right. Yuda was always most comfortable with the ability of setting his eyes upon any threats from a distance. It was also an opportunity for the young boy to run, even if he despised with poison the though of being a wimp, in either direction if there happened to be a bear or a gathering of wolves (although he'd rather die in the latter than live a coward). Where he was gave him a secured position from any type of assault.

Sinister-esque orbs shifted upward a notch from an out-of-focus stare to something slightly more interested. There were sharp inclines and free falls from the tachycardic mountains that gradually became clearer to navigate with his eyes.

Yuda stopped a distance from the territory that was a contrast to other places he'd viewed in his lifetime, though many areas in the general location could be called the same. Mountains and snow, and a brief showcase of bright grass mere weeks a year, were all he knew.

A scent filled his nostrils. A few feet further was all he traveled. After that, black eyes simply examined.