Migration Calls [Solo]

[Ven]

Day 84th of Summer, 511 AV Ven sat in the evergreen forests of the trail leading up to the gates of Wind Reach, discouraged, alone, and unsure of what he should do. His life in Wind Reach had come down to a bore now, and he craved something new. He also felt that somewhere else was better, that the call of nature was wanting him to move onward. It was close to Autumn now, the Summer heat was simmering down to nice warm days instead of mildly warm now. Soon after Autumn comes, Winter was to follow in it's footsteps; and no animal wanted to be caught in Winter migration. The only time to get moving would be now. Taking off his shirt and sandals he folded the shirt and placed the sandals within his new bag. It was leather, made to fit his body in human and fox form. Though small it could hold his clothes and coin purse, while he would traverse the wilds of Kalea as a fox. Placing the sandals in the bag he looked around to make sure he was still alone, last he checked he was the only out where he was right now. The coast was clear, and so he stripped his pants and folded them neatly. Sliding them in the cramped spaces that his pouch had to offer, then slipping it on so it'll be on his back so he'll still be wearing it when he reverts to animal form. "Thank you for this bag Val Imsun. I'll use it well." On that note he morphed into his regular, seeing his red luscious tail swept back and forth. Returning to the form was always comfortable to him, and the pouch was snug against his back. Taking one more look at the mountain, he absorbed the scenery and drew a mental picture of it. This place was once his home, if he was to never return he would always remember what it was like here. With cautious ears scanning the area he moved forward, keeping close to the road but far enough not to be seen by any travelers that would be to pass by.

[Ven]

Four hours later..... Ven sat in the bush waiting, his eyes caught on the prize before him. What was the prize??? It was a squirrel....a nice juicy looking squirrel just ripe for the eating. Ven wasn't far from the squirrel and just when it was far enough from a nearby tree, he charged out of his concealed hiding spot and dashed after the furry little rodent. The pest was fast, but not fast enough. Ven had to chase it for about fifteen feet, but the element of surprise had taken the advantage. Ven had caught himself a delicious lunch he enjoyed, and the meal was perfectly divine. Never before had a wild animal tasted so good to him, after all the food he lived off of in Wind Reach. As that thought came to him, he looked from the lunch that laid before him to the mountain and vast amount of trees surrounding it. Wind Reach was well behind him now, it's valley and hills were still wide and open but he still felt like he was far from home. Maybe he was, maybe not quite. He could turn back now, or continue onward into the wild. He looked back at the messy bits of squirrel before him, then back to the mountain where he once lived. I had a good amount of time learning things there, humans are too overrated though. He continued eating his meal, stripping the meat off of the bones. Now I need to learn about the wilds, and be a better survivor. Besides even if I do find a city I'm going to stop at it would probably be just for a visit. When he finally finished his lunch and allowed some of it to digest, he began to move onward, looking forward to what challenges the wilderness offered.