Do I have to be reminded of what I can do?

The boy trudged on after he had received some information from his Aunt. She told him about his father and precious information about him. The boy looked around with his white gaze as his nose took in the scent of a pack. How far had he wandered to cool off? And where was he? Should Auggie turn back? With a shake of his head the young brute kept on going. The territory was nice and he wondered what wolves resided in its borders. His gaze then looked up at a eagle that had flown by. It had seemed to have came from the brush. Was it possible that the eagle had found a meal there? Did he scavenge and leave something behind?

The yearling's stomach growled as he even thought about food. His black tail wagged as the boy cautiously crossed the border and peeked into the brush. It surprisingly opened up into a spacious area. The grass was soft and the sunlight poked through the branches. His white gaze looked over the spacious area and up at a ray of sunlight that poked through. It was the biggest one here and settled on a...a wolf? The wolf lay there on its side with it's eyes closed. Augustus crept closer to it wondering if it was even alive. But when he saw the rise and fall of the brute's chest did he know that the wolf was among the living. Auggie sat down on his haunches beside the brute. He was looking at the wolf's face waiting for him to open his eyes. The young brute wondered what color eyes the man would have once he opened them.

"Exscuse me....hello." he said before flicking his tail as he waited.

"My name is Augustus, who might you be?" he said

But before he could give te man time to open his eyes and answer the boy noticed the Bruce's pelt and markings.

The X's along his back were like this of his mother's. and the white lined ears were the opposite. His mother had black lined ears. And his pelt color was black, his mother's was white. And there lay the same dark gray legs as his mother as well.

"Wait! Are....are you Thane?" he asked as the boy looks at the man with a surprised look on his face.

Was this the male who took part in the stories his mother had told him? If he was..would he live up to the brute Auggie thought he was? Could this be his Uncle? The yearling's tail wagged as he eve thought about it.

Auggie wondered what words this man would speak. Would they be as valiant as his mother had told him? Would the male be as calm as he had thought? Or would he lash out at him for being here? Or would he even send the boy away? With a shiver of anticipation Augustus looked on at the wolf he thought was his Uncle Thane. But all he could do was was for a confirmation or an answer. So he waited and wait would Auggie do.