Spring was now in full bloom and Jackson had begun his normal routine. He was glad that winter was gone and that the animals were returning. He had left the pack lands, deciding that it would be to soon to start fallowing the herd, he wanted them to settle in a bit before he began to fallow their movements. They would be antsy with their return, especially since their young would be born this season. He had decided to make a trip to scout for other potential hunting grounds, and to also explore some. He hadn't been out much all winter so he was curious as to what changed around here and what new things he could discover. He always loved spring because of the nice weather and because Spring meant the winter was gone for now. He also liked to see all the young running around whether it was prey or fellow pack members.
He had just turned four and his life had been decent since he had returned to Fiori. He was getting older and though he was happy with his current situation in life, he felt as though he was missing a big piece in life. With Razor's passing he no longer had any vary close connections in the pack, sure he had his extended family that he was close with, but no one that he could spend a lot of time with and share everything with. He often wondered what become of his other siblings and it depressed him to think that he didn't have a relationship with them. Most of his extended family in the pack were in high ranks and mostly busy so the young man never wanted to bother them, but he was sure he could turn to them if need be.
Moving into the stoned territory the male curiously looked around. It vary faintly smelled of pack, but they were long gone. He had never been to this place and he was eager to see what he could find.