Emberwood There's a Thousand Reasons I Should Go About My Day

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The rain had slowed him, but his determination let the brown clad male push forwards. So far nothing had the resemblance of home which only meant the journey to the High Elk's new resting place would be long, at least so he thought. The woods he had stumbled upon already provided much hope. They seemed welcoming, warm despite the downpour of rain, and better yet there was an abundance of prey.

Out of all the land he had passed through in his search, this one was definitely the most promising. A growl sounded through his body casting the grim reminder that he would need to stop here and catch a meal or two. It seemed he would be heading deeper into mountain territory and with the rain he could not afford to be weak. Calhoun lowered his nose to the Earth, intent on picking up what scents he could through the wash of rain as he moved deeper into the Emberwood.