@Aponi, @Ayla, @Azra, and @Kisina Thank you guys for a wonderful run <3
Late afternoon
Fire, Fire Burning Bright
The hills had grown dry over the past couple of weeks; something that was highly unusual for the time of year. Normally the lower temperatures at the end of the summer were accompanied by a handful of storms, but the late summer skies had been clear of rain clouds. Not being a huge fan of rain, Serach wasn't particularly displeased, but he couldn't help by eye the creek than ran through his territory with some concern. It was starting to dry up, and if they didn't get some rain soon, they would have to start scavenging farther for water. And that was the last thing the Bend wolves needed.
Serach had worn his paws ragged running through Spectral Woods and Sierra Hills looking for Lila and Chamomile. Within days of each other, both young wolves had gone missing, sending the whole pack into a frenzy. But they didn't have the numbers to search every mile of forest, nevermind the surrounding territories beyond, especially not with coyotes prowling along their borders. They were utterly exhausted and heartbroken. Serach was doing his best to keep his spirits up, if only to try and support Aponi and his children, but it was hard. Every time he returned to the den without them by his side, he couldn't help but feel like a failure.
Today was no different. He'd ventured up into the hills above the Bend and headed east through the dry rocks, but his search had come up empty. The scent trails he had found were several weeks old, and most of them had led back towards the direction of the pack's territory. He was half-following one now as he made his way back, his brain trying to figure out what exactly he was going to tell Aponi this time.
His mind was so preoccupied that it wasn't until he crested one of the last hills before his path descended towards the forest that his brain registered something off. Face bunched up in confusion, his nares flaring incessantly as he tried to place the smell, he looked over the forest below trying to figure out the source of the odor. Several miles to his south, along the border of the red hills and the woods, clouds were rising from the trees. Smoke. He had never seen a fire before and was too far away to see the flames jumping from tree to tree via the branches, but the smoke billowing into the air above it was more than enough to make his stomach drop. It took precious minutes for the shock to wear off while his brain figured out what was happening, but when it clicked, he wasted only a second more to throw his head back and howl as loud as he possibly could for his family to GET OUT!
And then Serach was running, all previous exhaustion completely forgotten as he desperately tried to reach the pack's den to make sure his young family escaped.