Venture Forth

Emerald eyes watched the dunes quietly as he walked onward. Where he was going, the brute hadn't the slightest clue. The worlds he had come across were really new to him, and being a nomad with no real home to go to; this, despite the changing of temperatures, did seem like home for a small period of time as he was just passing through. But, he made sure to stay clear of any pack territories, not wishing to cause any trouble to them if he could help it. His right leg was definitely becoming a nuisance more than help as it dangled as he walked, making his walking slow and rather tedious at times. Sometimes, the upper part of the leg would go numb to a degree as he stopped and sighed.

He had been hearing about the changes to the lands from other wolves, and he had to admit it was definitely different than his old home. Where rain and sometimes the cold were more noticeable than anything else. The sun beat down upon his frame. Despite the heat that radiated off of it, at least it was starting to go down. His fluffy coat was so used to the cold that going into some portions of the desert had to be the stupidest decision he had ever done, next to fighting off a wolf who seemed more experienced than he; and he had the broken, unfix-able limb to prove it, wondering if he'd come across anyone else here.