Rebel without a cause

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Torin yawned, stretched and pulled himself from the den. He blinked blearily as the early morning summer sun briefly blinded him. He shook his coat out and yawned again, eyes scanning the horizon for a familiar form. The boy had a mission, an idea was slowly blooming in his mind and he was determined to make his first steps: support.

But for a wolf who was by his nature solitary he wasn't sure he was ready to seek it out in strangers... not yet anyways. No instead, he had his siblings in mind. As such he had his most difficult sister in mind first... now if only he could track her down.