Blunt the knives, Bend the forks!
OOC: Navigation - Cedar Falls!
There was direction to the male's life once more, aside from becoming his sister's looming shadow. He had a purpose again and the feeling was invigorating. For too long he had been still, in his life there had been an abundance of stasis and idleness. There had been a prickling beneath his pelt and an itch in his paw pads, and now he got to scratch that itch. Amon had sent the family off to explore the new terrain they had come to, but what drew his brother to the land had yet to be seen. It was all a part of the discovery process, he supposed. Adra moved with grace, silvery eyes looking over his path as he moved through thick groves of wild berries, making sure to keep the scent of pack lands to his right as he moved south into Auster.
Keeping to the trees by habit, Adra makes his way through the rocky terrain of the forest that was made by sharply scented cedar trees and other evergreens. He was panting by the time he reached his resting point, and paused in his travels. There were massive cedar trees that littered the area, their deep red trunks giving sharp contrast to the fronds of deep green. The sun still shined above the canopy of the evergreen forest, and Adramalech took some time to become familiar with the sounds of the area. His ears set to swiveling and pivoting as he caught the sounds of song birds and the gentle scraping of claws against tree trunks as squirrels chittered and ran from the wolf in the woods. There was a faint smell of bear, it was old, but it was enough to allow Adra to slip into something a bit more defensive. He hadn't noticed the scent before, but now his senses felt as though they had been fully applied. There was the sound that was not unlike music in his ears, it was soft and bubbling, a sound that captivated the stargazer and drew him in.
Water running over stone and falling into the river below it had a unique noise to it. He remembered the waterfalls that he had discovered in their homeland, the love of water had never really left the male. The nettles of evergreen trees muffled his approach, but it didn't take long for his silver and black eyes to find the sparkling river and crashing currents of water. Oddly enough the white of the rapids reminded him of Ana and an odd sort of guilt consumed him for a moment. If he was going to discover something, it may as well be with his twin. He had no doubt she lurked somewhere with her whelp, so he shrugged the emotion for now and continued on his path along the rocky shores of the river until he came to where it spilled over its bed and tumbled down to the river below it. The entire family should be doing the same as he was and learning the lay of the land, it would be their advantage when they wished to make a home. This way the family would know where the best prey ventured, where to find fresh water, and where they wanted to lay their heads when they were done terrorizing the natives.
"Talking." Think. "You."
