Sawtooth Spire [m] Fled and Regained

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Over the mountains he roved, retreating back for a moment to the den he had shared for some time with Mira, pulling only the scent of dead leaves and old carcasses from the area. He had hoped perhaps one of them might have wandered back to their birthplace; he left his scent as a calling card- so they might know someone was still looking for them if they happened to wander that way. 

The weather was fair; and aside from the mist, he had few complaints as he traversed the mountain range until he could see a valley in the distance- one that looked like a lush meadow, albeit covered in snow. Safer pastures might have been alluring to a gaggle of wandering children and in turn, their mother who searched for them. Ksura had not yet given up on his pledge to protect the family, no matter where it went. 

He explored the foothills near the spire, searching for the scent of wolves in the area, wandering through the thickening haze of fog.