Puppy tournament!

He heard a call for the pups of the pack, and while he didn't really feel inclined to answer at all, he was really really bored. He lied there in his den for a long while, debating whether or not he should show up. Why should he? Nobody ever came to check on him or to see how he was doing or anything like that. Not since before mom left and it seemed that would continue after. He seethed with hatred and anger for these wolves that were supposed to be his pack mates. Some of them even family from his father's side according to his mom. He always saw some of them constantly gushing over the alphas kids, but where were they when he needed someone this whole time? Nowhere. He supposed his aunts kids were just that much more important because they were the alphas kids. So he drew the short end of the stick.

He decided eventually when he was done stewing in his resentment, to finally get up and shake the dirt off his unkempt fur and at least see what was going on. Slipping from his tiny den, he stalked over to the place someone had called until he spotted his cousin and some big guy he wasn't totally familiar with. He sat at the edge of the clearing, blazing yellow eyes giving them both a once over before turning his head away with a "Tch." Would all the other pups show up? He knew his siblings wouldn't. They had left him here alone just like everyone else.