Ocean's Breath Plateau The world never stops

Rodyn traversed the well worn lands of Moontide. And with it, each step, each breath his mind raced. There were so many things to consider. None more than the future of his pack, the wolves therein, and himself.

Moontide was large, but many of the wolves secluded and quiet. This was not a problem but it made it difficult to fully grasp numbers.

He lifted a leg to mark a border and let his mind trail other pathways. Thinking hard.