Around the tree

Auster was a nice place - knowing where he lived made it easier to navigate these lands. They were wild and mostly untamed for the most part. Not many wolves made their home here and he enjoyed it - it was an easy place to hide good produce not to mention an easy place to raise them too. Of course after his last batch though died out due to an illness he was forced to pick up the pieces. A few from his original flock had made it with him. Soundly sleeping in their dens and so he took it upon himself to look around the Ancient Oaks from their hiding place. He felt like he was getting complacent here - he was curious about the packs to Boreas. Borias just knew it was a land of opportunity and it might help satisfy some of his greedy needs.

The ancient oaks felt like home. Their large trunks swooping over his head - leaves blooming as the warm weather was beginning to return. The brown male was happy to stand in the sun soaking it in to get his muscles moving in the early morning. Perhaps he should take a break to hunt. Being a male who had to provide for even adults who didn't know how to hunt - he had forced himself to become self sufficient. He wasn't a hunter, a navigator, he was a fighter and so forcing himself to enjoy other things was a good way of getting his senses working. That being said, he wasn't quiet sure what to hunt around the large trunks.