SNAP CRACKLE POP

Pnuma felt a strange sense of excitement when he learned he would have his own den. He had traveled constantly after leaving his birth pack, meaning he never had a den for more than a night before moving on. The fact he would have someplace to go, even temporarily, seemed to make him feel more stable. He was already so thankful for all the help he was getting. He didn't know how to repay such debt. All he could do now is give a grateful nod.

He accepted the primate's help, obediently following behind Archon. As they traveled, he tested the waters with the splint. He avoided putting too much weight on the broken limb, but the brace allowed him to walk on it. It was not comfortable, but it was better than walking with such a heavy limp. Along with Obi's support, he was able to keep the same pace as the much larger wolves in front of him.