Emberwood let's talk about myths baby.

all welcome!

Fig was glad when his companions finally settled on a territory to claim for their burgeoning new pack. Traveling had never been his favorite, though he'd come to appreciate some aspects of it in the team he'd spent doing it on his own. But travel during winter was rough, and now that he had companions he wanted to protect with him, constantly traversing through unfamiliar territories and always being on edge had been tiresome. He was ready to settle and, since he didn't care much one way or the other about where they chose to do so, he was relieved to finally start.

It was midday as he paced the borders they'd laid out, weaving through the thick, pale trunks of aspen trees and marking here and there. It was a nice enough place. Quiet, easy to traverse, and with a mountain at its back looming protectively over it. Fig had no complaints, though he wasn't quite ready to declare it safe yet. He needed to complete several hundred more trips around the borders and explore every nook and cranny the woods held before he bestowed that title upon it. He paused for a moment in his work to just stand and listen, taking a brief break from mentally wandering down the list of to-dos he had built for the day to simply breathe and take in the view.