When The Senses Are Shaken and the Soul Is Driven to Madness [VOLCANO]

His sleep was ripped from him as the earth shook not softly but violently. It growled and rumbled angrily, jostling him awake with wide, confused eyes. After a moment, the tremor grew, causing the earth in the den to begin to fall; panic set in and he did what he did best. He screamed as loudly as he could, hopefully waking up his slumbering littermates and his mother. Unfortunately, the fear overtook him and he could no longer sit there and wait, fear snarled at him to get up and run thus, the pup followed his instincts bidding. He lurched to his feet, tail tucked and body low and he ran. Slipping out of the den, he did not stop, but he did angle towards a howl. Little legs took him as fast as they could carry him, the bright red light going unnoticed until…he saw the other wolf looking up.

Spirit slowed to a stop, hiding under Brandr(if he stays still) and peeking out to look up at the bright light and dark clouds that spewed from the distant mountain (volcano). ”Wh-whats happening?” He would whimper, voice and body visibly shaking.