Rising Sun Valley Follow your heart

Im going to imagine this is in the morning?

Silvermane had been strolling outside his packs territory, well, more like limping around his turf, and had occasionally stretched out to look for little herbs, that might dullen the pain. Silvermane had not been really keen of the stars, even though the others promoted it for the trade of naturalist, but he preffered the category of the herbs, which had caused several wolves to tell him to become a healer, which he had almost no wish to become, he enjoyed learning of the earth, the tracking of animals, the learning of seasons, the anticipation or rockslides, anything that had to do with the ground, or mountains, had become his way of life

He had been roaming, only to spot a wolf from a distance, wandering, Silvermane did not want to get too close, in case he was aggressive, but luckily this one was not as strangely coloured, and Silvermane could easily relate to his colour. Greetings, he huffed you lost? dropping the formal tone,