Mieu was out alone again. He had to find his purpose here. He was still wary about leaving, because he’d be told not to. He still didn’t understand his situation. He didn’t know that just by attempting to step outside pack lands he could get in a world of trouble. No, the yearling was just as innocent as he had been the day he was “recruited” into Imperium.
He was rather hungry, looking for something small that he could catch, when he noticed a slate colored pup sitting outside of a den. The boy would cross over to him, dropping down playfully on his front paws as his tail wiggled in the air. “Hello!”