Now it starts

@Bindi thought I'd get this up before I head to the gym!

The ball had started rolling. Before it had been a pebble, then it became an unstoppable pebble. The moment he talked to Peregrine it had become a potential reality and now it wasn't going to stop. At least, he hoped it would never stop.

Once again, Silvertip Mountain was his destination and, as the sun began to sink down into the horizon, he realised he didn't want to go anywhere else. Here was pretty darn comfortable. He was slightly worried about the proximity to other packs, but there seemed to be enough space and, if not, there was always the hot springs - another place where Fitz felt pretty comfortable and the river kept Blacktail Deer Plateau at bay.

Feeling pretty at home, he allowed himself a brief snooze as his day dream of establishing a pack exerted itself in his mind.