Wherever We May Roam

Sheerrun had focused on the small pond once again as his blue eyes focused on the small fish. He didn't even realize that a new scent happened to present itself some time ago. However, after a couple minutes, the scent lingered in the air as he turned around him. His torn ear was presentable as he kept his eyes focused on wherever and whoever this new person happened to be. He stood up, sniffing around the air until a bush happened to be where the scent was resided, his voice calm and collected as he spoke out.

"Who's there?" He spoke, tilting his head slightly and sitting back upon his haunches. He didn't even know if he knew the wolf or other animal who happened to be here since he usually stayed close to his father and other siblings. The smell of the landscape made his nostrils flare up as a crow landed on his head. He snarled and went to bat at it, eyes focusing on the black bird as it gave an aggravated caw, its claw tearing another notch in his other ear. He was sick and tired of those birds and he snapped down on it, placing a paw on it's body as it tried to break free, but Sheerrun was snarling his little puppy snarl and trying to hold him in place as best he could. He wasn't going to let it go so easily.