Úlfr crouched in the grass with his rear sticking up as he eyed the stick. Today, today the stick would pay! With a high-pitched squeal he bounded forward and bit onto the stick. His paws seized around it and he shook his head violently. Bits of bark flew before he pulled his head back and wrinkled his nose. Oh no, he had tree stuck in his teeth! Úlfr's tongue worked over time as he worked the debris out of his mouth and that was when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. Oh no! An enemy was sneaking up on him! Úlfr spun around, trying to catch his tail in his teeth. No one was going to sneak up on the mighty Úlfr of the Barren Wastes!

Jupiter lay on his side under the lowest swaying branch of a budding crepe myrtle. The tree, long without the careful pruning of the Range's human inhabitants, was an unruly far cry from its prim and springy domesticated brethren. It splayed low over the ground like the squat, emaciated version of an old oak tree. Plus side was that it smelled nice. If he rolled around in the flowers that would soon litter the ground it would add - in his opinion - nice floral undertones to his musky scent. He'd have to be careful with it, however. A hint of it would compliment him. Too much and he'd smell like an old healer.

He was watching someone's small child do that kinda cute kinda annoying thing they all did. Chase bugs! Fight the invisible baddies! Screech for no reason! He snorted a rude laugh and rolled over onto his back and stretched his paws up into the air. The kid was cute enough, but just watching him made Jupiter tired. He was glad it was someone else's. Not his problem to be tired with. He let his paws fall limp; the front ones flopping down to rest below his chin and his back ones striking their heels on the ground. Jupiter wasn't watching anymore but he could hear the kid's paws scrabbling on the ground and figured it was chasing down that stick again. Kids.

Úlfr eventually got bored of the stick. There was only so much fun to be had with something that couldn't really fight back. Dropping the stick in the nearest puddle he decided that he should go hunt something. Úlfr started sniffing around, searching for something interesting to start tracking. There wasn't much catching his attention until he picked up a rather unusual scent. He wasn't entirely sure what this creature was but he bet it was awesome and he started following his nose along the ground until he came to a man. A very colorful man! Úlfr had never seen a wolf with a pelt like this guy.

"Hey! You look really neat. Do you want to play? Or fight? Or hunt?"