Thunder Dome motion gives up on you in the end

For @Stigmata! Takes place within Cantatis Cavern

He ran and ran from Blackfeather, until his legs gave out and he resorted to crawling his way up a mountain. He still bore the marks and gashes from that journey, for the rocky mountain's slopes were none too kind on weary wolves with thin fur. The worst injuries, however, were still the lacerations that traced his ribs and the decidedly ugly slash across his features. It only served to make him appear even more brooding and irate. Good, now the outside matched the inside.

He had holed up high in the mountain where the air held a strange electricity and the clouds overhead were forever dark and tumultuous. He liked it here. He had found a cave, a sort of haven amongst the rocks that was rich with trees and streams. He would have thought he had died at the summit and this was his heaven were it not for the pain that still shot through his sides and face, and the hunger that gnawed at his stomach.

For as pleasant as this hidden oasis was, prey was still scarce. Redshank had survived on small rodents and birds who had made the mistake of coming too close, but it wouldn't be long before they caught onto the predator — if he could even be called such a thing — living in the cave. For the moment, however, the boy was content picking his teeth with the bones of an unfortunate rat, curled up atop a sunlit rock, looking every bit a starved rat himself.