Fox's Glade In Restless Dreams, I walked Alone

Here you be @Reverie

Arric slid from the pack lands in search of something or someone, he wasn't sure. He just needed to have a moment just to exist outside of the pack lands and he had a lot to think about. For starters his well almost best friends child being arranged to marry some twat of a prince. Because a prince, well couldn't be anything but a twat right? That's how he felt anyway. Prissy and whiney and damned good looking probably. Annoying and foul....oh yea he didn't have a good opinion of what a prince could be, though it was probably colored by the fact that he was carrying some of Akavir's anger for his daughter's sake.

It was with such horrifying thoughts that he pressed into a nearby meadow and then past it. So many sparse plants. He imagined this was probably gorgeous come spring and summer and even fall. When the flowers were high and tall. Colorful and soft. He bent to get a drink of cold, cold water and lifted blue eyes to the sky, water dripping down the front of his muzzle until a swift lick of tongue across lips swept the droplets up. 

It smelled like fox here. He had an issue with foxes. His father had told him of no less than two times he'd been attacked by foxes.