Flycatcher Downs And you told me we'd never survive

Rokig, of nowhere, Evergreen assumed by the lack of a pack's scent. There were more lone wolves in the area than he imagined, especially for the winter months. Finding a pack had been his and Thistle's first course of action once they got here, even if it was temporary. Easthollow... just happened to be the one that fit for now.

Yeah, Evergreen paused to gesture with his head over his shoulder, back the way he came. A pack north of here, a bit beyond those mountains. 'Better to go east than west,' the bearish wolf thought. He hasn't been in the strangely shaped valley himself for long, only to pass through. Perhaps an adventure for another day. Green eyes turned back to Rokig.

Where are you headed? If he was looking for a pack or somewhere specific, maybe Evergreen could point him in the right direction.