Nova Peak I need to stop thinking about you

Yaay!

Taikon had decimated at least one cache on arrival. Wylla had welcomed him to his new mountain home with grace, and right after Takiyok had shown him around, he had busied himself with eating. That week, he had decided to pay it forward by restoring at least one of the food safes.
It had been so long since the prince had stopped travelling long distances that he had trouble settling down. He also, apparently, had trouble not eating his catch. He'd grown thin during his time and as a lone wolf.
He carried in his jaws a juvenile hare toward a cache close to a rendezvous point. At it was an old, rotten squirrel and a little wolf that looked more like a small, white bear. Taikon dropped the hare and waved his tail. Here's a replacement, he said calmly.