A day of fun

A yawn split the jaws of a young wolf-pup as his eyes blinked in the first rays of the sunlight that beamed into his makeshift den. Outside of his warm little bed he knew that there would be a slight chill in the air and he dreaded having to get up and meet it. Scrunching his nose he buried it under his black tipped paw and uttered a noise, his mossy bed was soft, warm and welcoming and seemed to want to pull him back into a sleep but the grumbling of his belly urged him to get up and find something worth eating.

Shifting in his bed he rolled over before pushing himself to his paws, moss hanging off of one ear. Stifling another yawn, the young brute shook out his pelt and crawled out from under the bushes he had claimed has his the night before. "Now then.." he mumbled to himself "Where to find a bit of food." his blue eyes traveled the area around him, taking in the scenery. Yes, the land around him was quite beautiful and for a split second held him in awe of it before the grumbling of his belly called him back to his current problem. He was hungry.

Sniffing the air. his senses were met with varying smells that the land offered to his nose but was met with nothing that could satisfy his urges so moving on the pup ventured away from his makeshift nest and made his way to the frozen lake. "Might as well see if there is anything down this way" he told himself aloud.