Overture Downs like somebody somewhere could see

It makes him nervous to be this far away from the tallest Spire of the mountain range, but successful enough hunting keeps pulling him further and further to the east. He's uncertain about his travels so far, especially with the looming fact that he had business to report back to in another month or so that weighs heavily on his scattered consciousness, yet he still lurks on.

He's crossed a creek and then skirted a lake's edge so far. It was there that he had rested and regrouped, trying to keep his thoughts all organized. He remembers Cicero still, as the male is a sharp presence that he has worked hard to ingrain on himself, and then there is the creamy young wolf of the dragon pack. He works hard to keep these memories close to him, even if they are worthless in the long run of things, he's able to find some grounding in them anyway.

A gently sloping meadow pulls him forward with an almost inviting embrace, and the lean wolf is finally able to lengthen out a stride alongside a stream snaking its way towards the unknown. Inari finds brief pause in ambushing a squirrel, and once it hangs slack in his jaws, he feels compelled to travel on a while longer until his hunger catches up appropriately (the morning's rabbit had filled him up well). But instead he begins to meet a familiar dread. The outer hints of a boundary are appearing, and the silver Rikudou's posture starts to crumple already while his appetite shrivels alongside him. He slows and starts to linger, sniffing along with the hopes of understanding what he may be up against.

Can bump to present day? :D

Sangilak had sent him on a mission to discover other places, seek out a territory that would be suitable. So far, Tatkret had come up with nothing. There was a set of opposing mountains north from this current place, but it seemed too close to where they settled for now. Perhaps the mountains to the south? It was meant to be a quick trip, though the boy wasn't too fussed with timeliness, so he pressed onwards, long strides taking him further from from the taiga.

Currently, he followed a stream lined with cattails, lacking both the determination and focus that he had when Sangilak had first given him this mission. Lazily, he brushed his chin against the reedy plants before snapping at one, breaking it off for no other reason than because he could.

He went to tear at another one before a sudden scent piqued his interest — squirrel. Quickly, he realised a wolf was also present and there was little chance that the squirrel would still be fair game. Despite this, Tatkret loped away from the spot and towards the scent, quickly finding a pale stranger with a swath of red along his back. The boy's eyes immediately flicked to the dead creature in its jaws, though he lingered back, perplexed by the other's haggard posture.

of course :D

Internal conflict pulls at him because he wants to get far away from the possibility of pack wolves but also wants to learn of them. He smelled just enough of them to make him wary and curious all at once. Maybe they could present some information valuable to someone, or maybe they could just be outright hostile towards him, a loner creeping on their nearby neutral spaces. He struggles to decide if it is worth the risk, but all of it is dropped the second he realizes the large wolf's company.

Inari freezes and his grip on his squirrel tightens because otherwise, he'd just clinch his teeth. At first he suspects he'd be a back wolf, but the scents don't quite match, and his makes him more uncertain.

He lowers his head protectively over himself, and keeps his posture low although he is tense with nervousness. He skirts his glances over the stranger, questioning him silently and trying to see more all at once. Anything more would make him have to set down his kill, and he would need to know just a little more before he dared do that. Inari was keeping the possibility of needing to flee immediately on his mind, and it was only in his best interest that he focus more on reading the language of the stranger than look to plan his escape route already.