No one would come back for me

Summer had never been one of his favorite seasons, he'd prefer the spring or the autumn to the heat that it brought. He was at a pit of fire though, it was expected to be hot over all other things. Exploring this place had been a bigger mystery thus far, there were packs scattered everywhere, and from what he had gathered he posed currently no interest in any of them unless they wanted to convince the male otherwise that they were worthy enough of his interest. As he passed by the pool of Lava the expressionless male would come to a stop in front of a Carcass. It was the small carcass of a bird. Probably one that had gotten too close to that fiery water.

Liar grabbed the bird and consumed it before he continued on. Finding a suitable place for himself to rest on the lower regions of the Volcano. The wolf settled himself right underneath a barren tree. It was blackened from fire, sticking out of the ground in a rather weak looking manner. For a moment he would miss his wife, but life went on. He wasn't sure he'd ever see Nice again, and August was dead. The emperor's reign was something of the distant pass now.