These haunted lullabies

The woods were Eerie as always. The last time he was here he had met Banshee. Today he never thought he'd be pulling himself close to this dangerous pack once more. However he wanted to ease his mind a bit. The idea that his siblings would never show up was becoming a harsh reality as the days went by. Eraithus pressed his paws into the cool earth underneath a tree. Carefully he started to dig not really knowing why. At first it was because the cool dirth underneath felt nice. So after he dug the nest he simply crawled into it and laid down on the inside.

"Feels nice." he stated as he stared into the forest. The wind carrying the tendrils was beautiful. Eraithus thought of himself of a fool. He was hungry for blood - other wolf's blood. However he didn't know what to do right now. He had no friends to constantly tussle with. His mouth was watering but he quickly stopped it as he shook his head free from the thoughts. No, he couldn't settle he would find his own way around these lands.