Whitefish River i spy

Count. It’d been days since the bearish wolf rejoined Kaistleoki’s council, and yet, it has taken this long for it to fully settle. The responsibilities were upon his shoulders again, and though Evergreen has his doubts as per always, a renewed determination mirroring that of the pack’s creation seeps into him.
He takes to patrolling, as per usual. The morning trek is often left to him, and on occasion, Winterbourne, Hieronymous or Howl. Lately, Ira has been a slow riser—and though the bear knows why he could not help fuss over it. The more rest the expecting mother got, the better. Which is what drives him further to take up the helm of Kaistleoki once more.
He is trotting along the southern border, between the River and the snow-covered Plains when something in the distance catches his eye.

Whatever Evergreen sees is left purposefully vague! Could be danger, or could be a herd