Summer just isn't my season

Nako swiped a paw over the books pages, unintentionally ripping the paper as he scoured the leafy contents. The pages crinkled and bent with each flip of his paw as his eyes scanned for pictures, not really wanting to miss anything but knowing that if he wanted to get through the tome in a timely manner there would have to be shortcuts taken. The grey wolf looked up from where he lay when Renhett met up to him to look at the prize beneath his paws. He began to stare up at her after she spoke, visibly mulling over the words in his head.

"Maybe," Nako began, thinking pack to when he was but a pup in the den of his step mother Tahlia, squirming against his siblings for warmth before settling down and listening to his father. "Maybe something happened. Something like the volcano that brought my father to these lands. They had to leave for a reason." Nako stood and looked around at all the books and drawings on the stone walls. "They had to have left suddenly." The male took the lead as he began to circle around the inner book cases. He had seen the opening, poking his muzzle around the corner when he reached the final shelf.

It was a similar sight as one of the rooms upstairs, some furniture, a bed with an old worn blankets and a table. Curious, Nako hopped up to place his forelegs on the table, the candles lit long ago having been reduced to pools of dried wax stuck to the table. "I think one of them lived in here." Nako muttered loud enough for Renhett to hear and looked over his shoulder at the top of the thick book cases. The wolf bounded across the stone floor and up onto the bed, sheets being disturbed as he clawed up the side of the bookcase to snap at the prizes laying on top. A pile of scrolls came tumbling down, Nako nimbly landing on all fours on the bed. "And the best fruit is always at the top of a tree." Nako said as he picked up a scroll and walked over to Renhett. The first bite so to speak would be for the she wolf. Something he hoped the she wolf of the mind would enjoy very much, plenty of more scrolls having fallen if not.