A Chance At A New Life

Laxton laid asleep inside one of the abandoned buildings, having made a temporary den for himself. He'd been enjoying his solitude, it gave him a chance to reflect and try to decide how he wanted to move forward with his life after leaving his pack and traveling. Though he hadn't quite decided yet, he'd thought of many options for himself. He longed for companionship, which he knew he could fulfill by just finding a mate, or some friends, but he also longed for the secure feeling of having a pack once more.

But not a normal pack. Not one that segregated others based on their ranks, claiming who was and was not able to do things to assist their pack. No, he believed anyone had the capability to assist their pack in one way or another. His fur bristled as his ear swerved, hearing something outside the building. He opened his golden eyes, looking around carefully, before quietly standing up from where he was laying, and stealthily made his way to go see what he'd heard. It was a deer. Even as he watched it, he could feel himself start to salivate as he then became aware of the hunger beginning to gnaw at his belly.

He shifted his weight and gave chase, though it was short lived, as he successfully pounced the deer and bit into its neck, killing it swiftly, and he sat down, beginning to eat.