Grouse Thicket Of Pale Morning's Light...

I lost track of where, exactly. All I remember is that I kept walking, for... I don't even know. It's like all of the trees and bushes and hills blend together in my mind. 

A tiny whine exited his throat. He looked lost, he was lost, and it was clear it was causing him anxiety. I... didn't think this far ahead. I had to leave Da's pack, I know that, and- well, I've been... alone for... months now? I couldn't say. 

His head drew to the ground, shuffling his paws until they rested neatly at one another's side, his tail curling tightly around them. 


I'm not sure where I'm gonna go.