Last chance to survive

His playful game of stamp on the clouds was quickly cut short when the soft crows of a bird could be heard above him. Bright eyes glistened as he recalled eating a couple of birds, afterall his mother could only provide slim picking and scavanged alot. He even remembered having eggs once when she had found a nest and shared one with him watching as it took him a long time to realise how to break it open. The poor pup had been trying to eat it whole. Flopping backward onto his rump he sat staring wide-eyed at the creature. "Food?" He squeaked as if asking the bird to happily obliege.

All the while he had yet to notice the two wolves that were walking straight towards him, within his sights easily but maybe he was not so easy to spot with his silver coat and his black points mostly covered by the blanket of fog. Meanwhile Welde was just happily watching above him.