Comfort Zone [Vrel]

Even with the sweltering heat engulfing the land, the North was able to steadily send a stream of cool air that should be relieving, but all too foreign for the western wolf. He was out of his comfort zone, definitely, and in this wide and long land he was finding that uneasy feeling of solitude that he felt before his pilgrimage out of his home climate.

But the current site before him was worth every bit of it. Never had he seen trees so expansive, or imposing or...powerful. It was like looking at the strength of nature's storms without the threat; and they were suspended there, still and perfect for every forest animal to gaze upon and appreciate for possibly an eternity. Something about these trees felt so strong and secure; it was as if they were holding the sky up for such a meek and little wolf like himself to walk safely under. Dmitri wandered through the land with his head up incuriosity, inspecting a rather twisted tree that seemed to disappear into nowhere. In his awe, he wasn't too captured to keep an alert on wolves who may be approaching, and was able to detect a scent of one joining him thanks to the wind that wove between the trees. Maybe it was apologizing for its uncomfortable energy it gave him before? Dmitri spoke to the wolf, but he seemed almost to be speaking to the tree. "Who wouldn't love to be the squirrel that gets to live atop this tree?"