Big Salmon Lake voice-bearer

@Bronte

Fjall padded further south, nothing to lead him there but a longing to move.

His heart still ached, so he concentrated on the feeling in his paws, which were starting to feel sore through a well-traveled numbness as the sun dipped low again towards the horizon. It was a welcome pain, distracting him from the uncertainty of his future path.

He wasn’t sure where he belonged.

But here, overlooking the glistening sunset lake from a small hill, felt nice. (For now.) He was moved by the sight, overcome with the sudden urge to sing. He called out into the spring twilight, his voice a lonely sound, heralding the coming dark.