Grouse Thicket Sun it rises

The warrior nodded his head, a grave expression found its way to his sharp features. He did not wish to imagine the hardships that the wolf faced when alone, and without a clan to return to when the challenges of the day had ceased. Foxfur knew that the life of a loner was not one to be jealous of.

When the friendly man stated that he might be able to assist with information regarding the surrounding terrain, Foxfur’s russet ears stood tall. The warrior nodded his head and glanced toward their immediate surroundings.

It is imperative that I speak with clans in the area, any who might have seen the princeling I’m searching for. I would like to avoid any hostile wolves, if possible. How long have you traveled here? Then, when Foxfur paused, it was with care. The dusty brown color of his eyes shifted to the man’s features thoughtfully. Are you bound as a loner for the rest of your life?