Ouroboros Spine strawberry's my favorite

Massaraq had traveled around much of Moonglow's lands, but he found as he grew seemingly by the week that it was comforting to traverse those familiar paths and find new ones. His sister still had not returned, but he was slowly learning tracking and realizing that his talent for it was somewhat diminished. Though his body was learning to move with strength and the beginnings of grace and he tried his best to decipher all the hidden information in the tracks he did not arrive at the correct answers as much as he would like. He was still learning.

But the tracks in front of him were that of a wolf and not one of Moonglow. An intruder? His pace quickened and he followed the scent further to find a young wolf looking at some bright red berries. "Greetings." He announced his presence with a friendly bark of hello, not betraying the tightness he felt in his muscles.