Meetings

Beau's path had lead him up through Auster, away from Ethne and into territories he hadn't seen for quite some time. His blue gaze was thoughtful. He had met different creatures this far, and, for the most part, he had been lucky that they were friendly encounters. Walking helped his mind work. He considered options, weighed the path he walked. And his adventures brought him from Auster to a prairie, and in time to a valley. Prey seemed plentiful here. He could smell deer alongside various small creatures. Blind broke away from him for more hunting while Trill kept close to her wolf companion. His nose would twitch as the scent of a pack reached him. It was distant, but he was curious what pack might live near the area.