Spotted Eagle Mountain The weak breeze whispers nothing

With the snow that had fallen, the canyon in the distance was a bit more difficult to spot. The red stone of its walls did not contrast so highly anymore with the grey of the mountainside. But, he could see where the earth split and fell away in the distance, and knew that he'd come close enough. Well beyond the borders still, in unclaimed territory. This, he would do as a gesture of sustained peace with their law-loving Imperator, or whatever it was he was called, and maintain a relationship with his son. 

As far as he could tell, his son hadn't come into any danger; he'd heard of no wars, no battles. If there had been any, they hadn't brought their drama to Brecheliant, which suited Bronco just fine. While they had a number of wolves there capable of treating wounds, he was glad that they did not have that stress coming to their lands. 

He called out for @Killdeer and lay down comfortably on a long, flat stone, which had served as their meeting place on a few occasions now. There was no pressing reason for the call, but Bronco liked to check in about once a month to see how his Varmint was doing.