Firefly Ravine the north remembers

@Xan! Set for the 23rd of February!

 
It was as he slipped away from his interaction with Nemesis and Astrid that the brute decided that it was time for him to scout out the lands near Teaghlaigh. With the threat of the other pack still loomed overhead, despite the lack of action on either of the pack's part, and Atshen felt that it was his time to investigate the area for himself. He started off quickly, darting from his mother's woods with vigor as motivation drew him forward. Such urgency in his stride caused his healing wounds to break. Though this happened suddenly, Atshen noticed the minute that the pain flared. He halted abruptly and gritted his teeth, feeling a hot flash throb from every wound that littered his body. 

It was unlike Atshen's nature to give up, especially when it came to something as simple as what he thought to be just a few scratches. Instead of turning tail, the brute pressed on and accommodated his path for a gait that did not rise any pain. 

A day or so past in his tracking and as he had wandered, he had somehow diverged to the right as if he were heading to Drageda. Though he could have sworn that he was still following the scent of a Teaghlaigh wolf, Atshen somehow had driven himself in the wrong direction. He made this realization as he entered the territory that was the ravine-split territory. Perplexed, Atshen paused suddenly as he sniffed the air in an attempt to regain the trail he had been following.