Lost Creek Hollow Kitsch

He was surprised at how mild the winter had been. For a month, he travelled along with a woman and her children, in search of others who had gone missing; eventually he had split off to go and search for the remaining girls on his own, only to find that it was an impossible task. Two wolf pups, lost in the wilderness for months now- and he wasn't sure what he dreaded more, coming back empty-handed, or finding whatever it was that remained of them. 

He sought a home for refuge, and attended to the first border that crossed his path. He knew nothing about the wolves who lived here- but so long as they were relatively sane, he decided it was as good a place to settle, anyway, while he continued his search in the area. 

He brought with him the haunch of a rocky mountain sheep that he had killed earlier in the day; his specialty. And with some amount of humility, he waited patiently near the borders for someone to wander by.