Shadewood pressure point

he hadn't steered them toward the plateau yet. he didn't know what his hold up was. perhaps he was afraid that he had built it up too much in his mind, that the lofty position it held in his heart was undeserved. and also, maybe, it had been ruined by some storm, broken to pieces like coconut grove.

he was afraid to find out. so he stalled.

instead, he entered the large forest, stalking, searching for prey. they had managed to snag some deer in the hinterlands, and he searched for them still. alone, though, he looked for small game, hiding within the trees.

aditya was well into the woods when a dark figure caught his attention up ahead, growing larger as it moved rapidly toward him. he barked, and squared his shoulders, putting on an intimidating mien as he tried to determine the threat. wolf, or coyote—or some devilish creature from the shadows?