Wrong kind of Hide and Seek

He was lost. One hundred percent completely lost. One minute he was home checking out the border and the next he ended up here after he had seen something that caught his interest just on the other side. It was something big with sticks coming out of its head and he wanted to know what it was so he followed, only he had been so focused on it he hadn't realized how far he'd gone. He tried to find his way back but fresh snow had covered up his tracks and he had no idea how to get home. Instead, he found himself by a frozen lake. Cold, shivering, and hungry. Each day that had passed before now he spent wandering and hiding when something bigger came along, unsure if it was friend or foe. One thing he knew for certain was that nothing so far was his mom or dad. Did they know he was missing? He had been gone for days now, surely they were looking for him? Maybe he had gone too far and they were having trouble finding him...he sniffled as he hunkered down in the snow, the black fur of his ruff the only thing really visible but he still blended nicely with the snow.

Looking around, he thought he spotted something moving up ahead but he was too far to see what it was. He wanted to call out for someone, anyone...but was afraid he might attract one of the big cats his dad had told them about. What was he to do? He couldn't find his way home on his own. He didn't know which direction to go in, and he didn't even know where he was to begin with. Their parents hadn't taken them out yet to get the lay of the land so all he felt he should do was wait or to keep looking. Eventually he'd find them, right? Or they'd find him...he had to admit though, he missed his family...

Taking a deep breath, the young pup moved slowly with his body low to the ground as he slunk ahead, keeping eyes and ears open for signs of danger. The thing he thought he saw was no longer in his line of sight and figured maybe it was a rock or something...or a rabbit, he wasn't sure.