Wapun Meadow [ꕥ] Time's a wastin'

Vague timeline messing about. the Meadow's not far from his other thread, so we'll make it work <3

This land was vast. Impossibly so. To some, it might be daunting, but to Callan it just was. Even if he had been taken aback by it all, he was still just as lost. It didn't change anything. It didn't fix his lack of memories, and didn't help him figure out where he was, so. It just was.

His current placement seemed to be a well-watered meadow, flowers of all shapes and sorts and colors littering the ground, folding under heavy paws as the bluesteel figure made his way through, his chosen direction at the moment southward.

It seemed that the world found his solitude unacceptable, for in his path lay a chocolate cloaked wolf, laying amongst the flowers as if she were one herself. She might have been for how pretty she was, but Callan did not could not would not notice. Instead, he adjusted his path to skirt around her and and avoid the meeting altogether. If she allowed that to happen remained to be seen.