Gyrfalcon's Keep i've seen you fly on paper wings halfway across the world

gamekeeper thread

The last traces of Summer faded quickly from the Teekon Wilds, the tall and leafy trees had begun to change colors, slowly exchanging their bright green color for a earthen hue. Some were even beginning to shed their lowest branches, allowing the wind to take away the leaves like dandelion teeth.

Finn, who wasn't very observant when it came to nature, had begun to notice not the beautiful changes on the foliage but the scarcity of prey. Soon as the Autumn took over fully, many of the small critters would be already settling for their long Winter nap. This pressing situation was what had driven the aspiring Gamekeeper out of the Plateu and the Flatlands.

The boy, who was no longer a yearling trotted quickly across the land, his nose glued to the ground and his tail waving from side to side. Soon he came upon a mountain that despite being relatively smaller than the ones neigbouring the Plateu, stood firmly and proudly ahead of him. It was quite average looking but the high pitched squawks and fluttering birds at the top certaintly woke interest in the platinum man.