Food was a high priority right now. Being that he is by himself, his choices were rather limited. It was a sunny warm day, at least for the area. Winterscar was still a northern land touched with cold, even during the summer time. He had not wandered far from the Blushed Meadows where he first appeared from. There was still much to learn in the meadows, but for now he found himself at the very south east area of the lake.

The rather stocky male found himself entering the land near the lake, but in the distance to the east he saw something he found rather…strange. His molten eyes look at the trees in the distant east and felt a sense of great unease. Something was…wrong over there. Very wrong. The trees looked completely dead, even from this distance. Not at rest, but dead. They certainly would not be this way during summer.

He felt a hesitation to go that way, his dark paws turning his form a bit to look towards the lake. It appeared to be a healthy and fine lake, where he figured he could grab some fish to eat. Yet he turns his head back to the dead trees to the east. It was almost like it was trying to draw him in. Trying to call to him. To tempt him. He shook his head visibly, confusion crossing his stoic visage.

Hunger forces him to turn around, and he does so rather curtly. Questions begin to boil in his mind, not understanding what is happening to the east of here and why it felt so weird to look at. He wondered if anyone knew about the surrounding area as he marched closer to the lake, determined to find himself some lunch.