south for the winter... kinda

Life had been good for Dream since joining the Armada. He'd managed to find exactly what his loner lifestyle had been missing before, and between the border patrols, hunting trips, and general pack life, he'd finally managed to snag a sense of purpose in this world. Still, that didn't mean he could relax yet.No, the sandy blonde wolf would always be in a state of trying to become better, always pushing his own limitiations in some way or another. He wouldn't be satisfied with just basic skillsets and general knowledge just because he had a pack to potentially pick up the slack for him, and so the tall, muscular canine had set out to work on his navigational skills.

The land he found himself in wasn't at all familiar to Dream, but the green-eyed male didn't find it unpleasent simply for being unfamiliar. In fact, the maple trees that sprung up across the meadow were inviting and wide-spread, enough so to make it quite easy to sruvey the large bushes growing up from the forest floor even from a distance. Beyond the Bifrost the seasons seemed to run opposite to each other, for back home where there was snow blanketing the lands in winters hold, out here it was significantly warmer and free from any snow. It was as promising a place as any other to hone his observational skills and to take notes on the territories beyond his own, and so he padded foreward to see what he might find, for once not frustrated at the idea of being alone- there was a pack to return to now, after all.