Cedar Sweep so what's the deal with this?

Have a dreven

Dreven prowled with low head, and paws tearing up the space between him and the place he has originally settled. Atka was tucked away sleeping somewhere, and he was anxious to move about. He'd not be long gone, and she could follow his trail if she so wished.

They were near Fury's pack, but he hadn't headed that way yet. Wanted to make sure that was truly what his little Atka wanted. He wasn't sure. She tried so hard to make his life easier, and it just wasn't fair to her.

Long lumbering, red eyes gleaming he came across another. He chuffed, but stood his ground. She smelled like Fury.