Broken Boulder haven't seen you much of late

Reyson had not yet left the Snowforest Taiga. He had helped the she wolf Zahir find a meal. And now he was on the run again, heading home this time though. He was wandering more often, but he always went back to home base. Though he wondered at his homebase, since he was hardly there.

Reyson was moving along now. Giant paws tearing up the ground, nose to the wooded floor. He would lift his head to study the horizon and all his sides. Making sure none would attack him. Ministrations born of habit now.

On one such movement of his head, his gaze was ensnared by the tiny thing on the boulder. It was a russet color, silky ears, but it was so tiny. Reyson could have ended it immediately. Though that was not quite what he felt. Reyson had grown a penchant for tiny things after meeting the she wolf Echo. And it was with caution he approached.

He stayed far enough away to not startle the creature, but he took a moment to study it. It was not a wolf, it had makings of a coyote, but she or he was so tiny. He chuffed quietly.