Firefly Ravine Black, white, and brown.

Thankfully, Leto agreed to take a day off from travelling. They'd decided to follow the river north when they resumed, but not for a day or two. There were plenty of fish, and Pepper decided they weren't as bad as he'd thought initially. The smell was awful, but the meat itself was fine. 

Knowing their new plans, he wanted to find Phobos and give him an update. He figured if he kept him close enough, he could offer help with hunting, maybe even find a place for him. It wasn't like him to ever be selfless, but between Leto and Phobos, he might be turning a new leaf. 

It didn't take him long to catch the familiar scent, which meant the wolf was moving west, where Pepper had told him they were headed. Pepper could only assume that meant Phobos had been interested. He carefully scaled down the side of the ravine, finding it much easier than it appeared. The scent was thick, seemed to be coming from downstream, so he walked.