we go north

The moment his paws swept in to the ground of the forest, a familiar ache tugged at him. His shoulder would brush against one of the trees, announcing their presence to the world should another come forward -- his own beginnings of working toward staking a claim. Light filtered from above through the trees -- no doubt the forest would be even darker come spring, when the few trees that were not of the coniferous variety would sprout leaves. "It reminds me of home," he offered, his tail giving a sweep through the cool air as he coaxed her toward the foothills of the mountain. "Neverwinter Forest -- I lived there before I made my way to the Creek," he spoke, releasing a gentle sigh. It was a forest he could never claim again.. but somehow, that seemed unimportant when he stood here.

His eyes would scan from the myriad of pines and trees, noting the incline as they reached the foothills. There was much potential here -- smaller prey within the forest, and perhaps even goats on the mountain-side. His ear flickered at the sound of a gentle trickling, and allowing his muzzle to swing in the direction, his eyes fell upon a river. Flitting his muzzle to graze Bazi's shoulder, he nodded in the direction, wondering if the small river would give her some fond sentiment of the creek.