Seaside Moors No road map

An image poured into his mind, slow and sweet like a fresh honey.
"The world's big huh. and that's only a tiny bit of it."
The water, flat, rolling fields and in the distance the land seemed to rise and tower, overlooking everything.

His first look at the world with Tundra, so long ago.
A woman he'd only just met properly att hat time; not his Mother.
"Yeah! That sounds beautiful. Does the sea eat the sun every night and spit it out every morning?" 
He'd not thought much about what happens to the sun, but he knew that the dark didn't scare him. Especially when there was a moon.
Tundra would know, she knows a lot.

She moved to comfort him about his place in the pack, but he'd taken it upon himself.
It was his decision as much as Aningan's. 
"It's ok Tundra. These people aren't my Family, and it was kind and brave of Aningan to let me stay. I want to leave soon though, to look for Mama and Moony."
He really wanted to see them again, and hoped they'd be not too far from the Woods. 
"I might go back to Blackfeather if I find them. I want a pack there again, where I can look after those who need refuge...like me."

Maybe he was foolish, maybe he'd accidentally make Tundra indecisive. She seemed to really like it here and he didn't want to take her away from her happiness.