He was hard at work now that the hot sun had went down and the moon was up. He didn't want to work in the heat of the day because a combination of the heat and his dark coat could be fairly dangerous. So he did minor things, mostly sleep since his plans were to work through the night. Now he was full out trying to get his job done, digging away beneath one of the willows. Most would think that he was simply making a den, but his plans were a lot more complicated then that.
He needed storage dens for his things, not just one but several and since he had decided to settle in the Willow's he had decided to get himself set up to continue living here. Whether he created a pack or not he still had plans of setting up trading with other packs and he needed spots to store his things. The first one he would be digging was for herbs since now was the prime time to herb hunt. His well muscled legs made quick work and he didn't stop for a break until he began to tire. When he did begin to tire he moved away from his work in progress to a creek nearby, stopping for a long drink.
