After he had spoken with Ardyn and delivered his information that he had gathered on his mission, Drachen made his way to his den, fatigue finally pulling at the corners of his deep blue eyes and the weeks of traveling and constantly on the move was beginning to catch up to him and there was nothing more that he wanted than to lay down in his own fur lined den. But before he could lay his head down to rest, he had to do some house keeping. A small limp was beginning to show in his step as his den came into view, the male lowering his guard just enough to allow the deep scar that ran from his shoulder to his paw on his right side affect his usually smooth and graceful stride.
Finally he came to a stop in front of his den and he shifted his weight off his right shoulder after he sat down onto his haunches and took a moment at assess the condition of his den. It wasn't as bad as he had expected, someone had obviously came by every so often and kept it up just enough to keep it in good condition without disturbing his things. He was grateful that his pack mates cared enough to do that for him, the thoughtfulness of it still surprised him as his old traumas from his birth pack still haunted him on occasion. With that said though, Drachen got to his paws and began to drag out the furs that lined his den floor and shook the the dust off of them and left them out in the sun while he reentered his den and began fixing small areas on the walls and floor that needed tending to.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think
Drachen has a female Red-Tailed Hawk companion named Enzi that is always with him unless otherwise stated
