Better watch your step

Ramsay had entered into the darkness of the mines, exploring the smooth dirt floor, his paws occasionally scraping over flat stone. There were strange things in here, objects he couldn't recognize. They were not plants, nor trees, and they certainly weren't alive. But they didn't resemble any rock, stone or boulder he'd ever seen. Just as he was about to sniff at one of the strange, symmetrical objects, a voice called out to him, causing him to jump in startle and his tiny hackles to rise nervously. Who could that be? he wondered, the squeaky voice not registering as any one of his siblings. Whoever it was, he wasn't too happy that they'd spooked him and interrupted his explorations.

Stomping his little puppy paws, Ramsay made his way beck to the cave's entrance, where he could see light pouring in, and a small figure silhouetted against the daylight. "Who're you?!" he demanded as he approached the smaller pup. But as the features of the other pup became apparent, he stopped in his tracks for a moment, realizing it was one of Avalon's pups. He probably shouldn't talk to the boy roughly - he had to be nice to the other pup. "Oh, your mother is the Alpha, right?" he asked, wanting confirmation - if he didn't have to be nice, he wasn't going to bother faking it. But he knew he had to have respect for the pack leader and her kids, even if he thought his dad was the coolest, toughest wolf around.