Land of Awe

Wishing to continue to familiarize himself with the lands around Fyri, Ig had set off after a short patrol and a failed hunt. Given his past, Ignatius could safely assume conflict would be somewhere on the horizon. Knowing the terrain better would serve him well. So he decided to return to the woods next to the Redwood Forest and continue learning his way around. The added benefit of traveling around frequently was that he'd get far more opportunities to speak to others this way. Not everyone would find their ways to the border or wish to call to him if they did, some wolves were too timid for that, and some might be more likely to consider joining if they got to meet him elsewhere first and learn what he was like.

It was a big change to get used to; going from usually avoiding interaction to seeking others out actively was quite the shift. It was good though, better since he was doing things his own way for once. Wandering down one winding game trail, Ig listened to the birds chirping in the branches above, interrupted by the occasional chattering of a squirrel or chipmunk. He noticed that there was a bit more frost today layering everything. He sighed before sucking in another breath of crisp autumn air. It would be best to prioritize hunting elk and gathering as much of the remaining herbs before heavy snow began. The time left to prepare would be shorter in the north.

Speaking of the elk, he spotted a small group of them shuffling along a small rise ahead of him. For a moment he watched them quietly, but after a bit one inevitably seemed to catch his scent and they quickly began bounding away, leaving him seemingly alone with his thoughts.