Swiftcurrent Creek following the map that leads to you

@Scimitar set before he fights the bfw wolves

Trajan was tucked comfortably against two of his siblings and was leaning against his mother, having just woken up from his nap. Eyelids parted to reveal bicolored eyes and the little Angelus Mortis rose slowly onto his paws, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the blinding afternoon winter light that shone through the den entrance. Seeing his siblings were all sleeping, the oldest boy tottered forward towards the direction of the den entrance.

He stumbled and fell but did not make a fuss, instead scrunched up his face in a frown and slowly attempted to stand again. Once he did, the silver boy attempted to complete his mission of crossing the den.