to the bat cave

The festival was quite fun, but there were so many bodies, it was becoming a bit too crowded for his liking plus...he was tired. He was a growing pup after all and growing pups needed lots of naps. Yawning the youth slipped away from the thick of the festival and found himself wandering through the trees to find a quiet and safe place to nap. It didn't take long before it became clear, however, that as tired as he was the forest was just too tempting to pass by and thus the tired youth began exploring.

The tall tropical trees were new to him, he'd never seen such types of trees...or ones that towered so high with such a thick canopy before. Even the forest floor seemed soft, spongy on places. Plants grew in various sizes around him...although he wasn't sure how any sunlight managed to get down to the ground during the day. Sandor stumbled about here and there but for the most part his gaze remained tilted up to look at the massive trees. Because of this he didn't see the other wolf catching fireflies....or the log..that he ran face first into. A small Yelp would squeak out as he ran into the fallen tree taking a step back to rub his chin before shaking his head.