Make me burn

He carefully placed himself onto the plains. Unsure really of the terrain because of his limited vision. He thought he would have gotten used to it by now, but the tall dead strands of grass caught him off guard. Half of his vision gone, things were closer than they appeared - so he had to adjust himself according to that. Quelt's paws spread across the dirt underneath him, nose tickling underneath the grass. Today, he would try to keep his bored mind occupied by exploring. After all, he wanted to study navigation. At least that way he'd know where he was, and where to go just by reading to stars. Now that no pack borders confined him.

The large male raised his head, feeling much better now. Even though there was much more to go through in this area. He didn't worry about running into any wolves, though it was a large possibility. It was something these days he'd rather avoid. Interaction socially was crippled with the old male. Reaching up there in years, he supposed he'd stay this way forever. Knowing that he had blood children on the lands - the thought didn't bother him. Shaking his head free of these thoughts finally, he continued to feel out the land.