Silvertip Mountain Settle peacefully

@Jensen maybe?

With no particular destination in mind, FitzDutiful left his and Raissa's den after their discussions about names and headed down the trails that wore into the sides of Silvertip Mountain. As he reached the half way point of one of these trails he sat and stared out over the landscape. It was all rather picturesque with the sunset dipping down behind the mountains in the distance.

He wondered if he would ever get the adventuring urge to go and visit other packs that weren't nearby. Maybe once he had other leaders to leave the pack with. For now, he was too afraid that everything would topple to even pay a visit back to the Caldera lands. He was overdue telling them that everything had gone well. He shifted his gaze towards the mountain that they called their home and wondered if their pups had been born yet. He assumed they would carry on the bird theme that seemed to have run in Peregrine's family for generations.

Yet, as he looked out at what lay before him, he realised he was content. Content and happy. He was pleased with the home, with the wolves, that made up his pack. He wouldn't trade that for anything despite how much he wondered about his old friends.