Bonk!

Arcturus wandered out toward the nearby grove of trees, a bit aimless and a bit with purpose. He didn't know exactly where he wanted to be, but he knew he didn't want to be near the familiar sights of Valta's lands for a little while. He had spent the morning settling into a new den and hunting to get new pelts to make a bed. He didn't know what Vanille planned to do now, but he refused to ask her for anything that they had shared and didn't want to continue living in the den they had shared even if she did decide to stay in Valta. He needed to start fresh if he had any hope of moving on and moving to the other side of the territory near the bottom of the falls was the best he was going to get without changing packs. The thought had crossed his mind to strike out on his own, maybe go visit the Armada and rekindle some kind of relationship with his distant relatives, but with his mom in the condition she was in and with Tira here he knew he couldn't leave.

He sighed and walked slowly through the bare trees. They were past the halfway point of winter so the breeze held the slightest bit of warmth that spoke of spring on the horizon, but it was still quite cold and there was a thin blanket of snow across everything. His large paws crunched through the snow, leaving a trail of paw prints behind him wherever he went. After a while he found a spot with one of the larger trees in the area near a clearing and he settled on his haunches beneath it. He could probably do a bit more hunting while he was out here to continue bolstering the pack's stores and get himself another pelt or two, but for now he just rested and looked out across the landscape, quietly contemplating his decision to break off his relationship.

"Arcturus Indarra"