Mount Apikuni it's yours to find

After leaving the Plateau behind, he had gone back to hide on the Spire until he gathered up enough courage and energy to depart again.. which did take him some time. He's still mortified by what Cicero expects of him, but at most times, he does still remember it -- even if it took him often repeating the names and place so many times that he can't count it anymore. But, it is marginally hopeful for him that he can do at least that. 

So with a morning of lucky hunting keeping hunger at bay, he sets out again. This time, Inari moves towards the east down what he considers the backend of the Spire and as soon as he seems to open up his stride, a pack claim begins to tickle his nose. This sends him veering north towards a different mountain because he's feeling wholly unprepared for that, and so soon. Once there, Inari sulks around the base of Apikuni, constantly glancing towards the landscape the pack claimed as he does. He tries to pull it together.

But. Cicero. Blackfeather. Information. He shivers involuntarily, and lowers his nose carefully to the ground to study the wolf scents as he edges slightly closer to the pack. Trepidation keeps his paws heavy, so he doesn't really get far, not knowing what kinds of wolves may lurk in these parts.