Lost Creek Hollow As information

The days since finding his father's mangled and lifeless body had passed by in haze. He wasn't prepared to deal with such a loss, and since his mom and siblings had dipped out on him before he could barely walk, he now had no family left to turn to. The lack of prey hadn't really been noticed by the golden boy since he hadn't felt much like eating lately, although the rumblings hadn't escaped his attention; they gave him more reason to miss his dad because when the quaking frightened him, he didn't have anyone to go to for comfort. So, he had been quiet and distant lately, trying and failing to wade his way through his grief and loneliness. 

Arbiter's scent wafted by on the breeze as he meandered along the borders and before he realized what he was doing, he had tracked her down and was looking at her form in the distance. He hadn't spoken to anyone about his father's death, but they had to have noticed his absence by now. He suddenly panicked, wanting to turn around and run away just to avoid having to answer any questions about his dad, but it was too late for that. He increased his pace to a trot until he was closer, chuffing softly when he finally caught up to her.