Qeya River Your life burns faster

He spent more time among the maples than anywhere else these days. Atreus ventured further westward today, eventually coming across a stream cutting through the woods. He helped himself to a drink, then turned to mosey upstream.

The trees thinned and he could see the glacier soaring to the north. Soon, he began smelling the scents of wolves. His heart began to beat harder as he slowed down, then stopped. He thrust his muzzle skyward, testing the wind and sifting through all the smells it carried to him.

He wasn’t prepared to take drastic action today, yet there was no reason he couldn’t explore his options. Well, Atreus supposed there was a certain amount of danger involved in approaching another pack’s borders. But he knew enough about them to handle himself, he thought, and he could always mention Tulukiri’s name.

Steeling himself, the young boy moved cautiously toward the riverbend ahead. With every step, he deliberated whether he should announce himself.