Everybody Wants To Rule The World

The tri-colored young brute looked over to the world around him, the scents of the landscapes were different from what he was used to, but were unique and beautiful nonetheless. His nostrils flared up with the intoxicating fragrances of oak and maple; mixed with the cold from the snow, and he would smile, sitting down and wrapping his tail around his side, hearing some more crows. The damn creatures happened to tear his right ear, which happened to be a pretty large tear so you could see through his ear. A small sigh left his maw as he would soon stand up and walk over to a frozen stream, tilting his head as he saw some fish that swam in the stream.

His stomach would growl when he saw the slippery morsels, his topaz optics shimmering in the sunlight as the rays reflected from the frozen stream. He pawed at it and wondered if he could break the ice. He smacked his paw in the ice, and, due to the action, ended up plummeting into the stream, coughing as he stood up, water dripping from his fur as he shook from the cold of the water, a sigh escaping his maw once again. Why was he so stupid? He would think to himself before going over to the shore and sitting down.