Felltree Marsh Let's Go!

If possible, can I put this like three days into the future from now?

Once again, Zephyr's snow splashed paws grew antsy. He set off for Felltree Marsh, stopping at first to howl for his best friend and old beta, @Rana. Perhaps she would be interested in hunting? The pack needed the food, what with Sen's pups being born and his plans to trips to recruit new wolves. They, too, better be hunting. There was almost never anything within the borders, and so Zephyr would resort to what his usual fallback was, traveling: as far as he had to go to feed those he cared for. The more paws, the better, in his opinion. The ebony man set off before waiting long, but went at a slow pace. Even if it took her a while to come, he would have left a pretty good scent trail to the marsh.