Kildeer Rest figure out yer next move boss

the rock formations which dotted the open land threw eerie shadows that blended with twilight. as far as colt was concerned, the taiga belonged to the gang, though he'd yet to run in with the lot on the rise. he was a survivor, after all, colt briggs was.
he sniffed the air. his blood-drop eyes shifted toward @Indra III, slight in the evening next to him. "whatcha smell, red?" she was becoming a fine hunter. but the night had pitfalls into which any wolf could stumble. better to be safe than sorry.