Shadow Mountain But you and me were more like a disaster
June 14, 2019, 01:30 PM
Asterism Grove
He'd made it across the ridges and over rock slides, keeping his footing with experience and luck. 
His search hadn't come with much luck though, few wolves to come across and fewer still would want to join. 
The air had a metallic tang; thunderstorm. 

This place seemed good enough to bunker until it passed over. He wasn't prepared to let down his guard over the ground. The small copse looked inviting enough. He ducked under the tree cover, starting to made some sort of bed for the night and sleep out the storm.