yo, chill out will you?

Following his recovery at the borders of the pack known as Ashen (and with some much appreciated care and supplies smuggled courtesy of Kitsune), Kumiho had begun to trek around the lands of Boreas and Auster to try and gain his bearings. He was so far off course from his original destination, but he also had no idea how to get anywhere from these strange lands. Sure, it would be easy enough to build another raft and simply sail off in any given direction, but that was a fool's errand. No doubt he would either end up in another unknown land or drowned at the bottom of the ocean, and neither option sounded particularly appealing to the youth. He wanted through the autumn woods of the southern continent alone, making mental maps as he went of the lands, the rivers, the coasts and lakes, everything he could see. If he was going to spend any extent of time here, it would behoove him to at least know his way around.

Coming upon a river in the aspen forest, Iho noted a sizable beaver dam in the middle choking the water and thinning out the river into a calmer stream. He considered the efforts of the beavers, noting none of the small aquatic prey animals anywhere in sight. A thundering bear roar gave him all the answer he needed for the lack of herbivores around. Icy blue eyes spotted the massive grizzly rearing up to face off against the biggest wolf Iho had ever seen! The wolf wore a stunning coat of black and orange, garnish against the verdant woods and looking more like living flame than wolf. The brute was positively unfazed by the bear's antics, but Iho didn't know of any wolf that could stand toe to toe with a grizzly alone and live. Although worried about his recently healed leg and breaking his promise to Kit, the boy knew he couldn't just walk away.

Rushing back through the trees, Iho came around to emerge from behind the bigger male, doing nothing to mask his approach so he wouldn't startle the other wolf. Ice-like antlers gleamed a pale blue in the sunlight and he offered the wolf a quick nod of his head. "Need a paw?" he offered while he took position against the bear, spry youthful energy buzzing and ready to square off against the apex predator. Maybe when all was said and done, if they weren't dead, he'd make a new connection in these foreign lands. Well, one that wasn't a small pup, at least.

"Kumiho"