a wee bit stuck

ooc. sorry for the wait, I'm bad at remembering things

This was a very strange new locale for the blind youngster, this time he'd dragged his new lamb along to make sure he didn't stumble into a pit and die. With that strange, high-stepping gait of his, the little Saxe wandered deeper into the muck and humidity of the forest. The impossibly quiet ambiance that lingered in the fringes of his awareness was very new- it lacked the airiness and echoing sounds of the plains where he lived. Everything felt dampened and softened by the soft soil and thick vegetation. His own paws hardly made a sound against the ground with each stride, and the hard hooves of his lamb didn't thump with the same force that they did in the barn or around the knolls. For some strange reason this brought him a great deal of delight, it was so different from the way sounds carried for miles over the landscape around his home.

An incessant rustling somewhere ahead did catch his attention though, and the dark furred youth picked up his pace to see if he could catch up. In the near-sweltering humid air of the forest, scents didn't carry as well as in the open air. So it wasn't until he was closer that he realized the sound was coming from another wolf! Based on the sheer volume of their movements, not a particularly small one, at that. Luxe bleated anxiously and danced away from the strange new canine, uninterested in potential death. He ignored the protest, and pushed onward until the undergrowth that pressed tight against his flanks gave way to open air. The sounds were clearer here, and he could just catch the faintest notes of soft breaths from nearby. "What's up?" he questioned in his odd singsong voice, sightless gaze pointed up towards the canopy while his nose and ears worked through the new landscape of sensory input. The groaning of delicate tendrils and the quiet snap of individual fibres within a thick, woody stalk. Something pulling against a branch or narrow trunk, a vine maybe? A birdlike tilt of his dainty skull into a new position, drinking it all in from a different angle. "You're making a lot of noise." he said simply, brow furrowed lightly as he tried to suss out the scene his eyes couldn't detect.

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