Murr...

The young male hadn't wanted to make his parents worry by leaving the packlands... but Gods above he couldn't understand why Viho hadn't been found yet. It was tearing Ronen up inside, and so the brute had tried to take matters into his own paws. But what Ronen hadn’t counted on was getting lost in the sandy dunes he found himself in now. He couldn’t figure out which way was which… and the young brute was getting tired and hot with the spring sun beating down on him here. Ron wore a worried look… his heart had been in the right place but now what if he got lost just like his brother had? What if some stranger came and took him away? Maybe this wasn’tsuch a bright idea...