who what when where and why?

Although he'd been within the borders of this pack that had found him, Magnus hadn't spent much time outside of the den he was assigned to rest in and stretch and three and a half legs. He was still getting used to hobbling around now but at times it was still difficult and trying for the aging man. Running was easy, but slowing down wasnt. Sitting and laying down required slower, more calculating movements so he wouldn't lose balance. He was determined to get better, so instead of stretching within the walls of his den, he forced himself outside regardless of any rules he'd been given.

Besides, others looked at him funny and a few seemed to know his name somehow. He couldn't remember sharing that information with anyone, but he supposed it wasn't impossible to forget giving his name. He didn't even remember how he got here anyway, just that there was an accident and his life was saved by the big black wolf with huge teeth.

Balance was harder without the use of his tail, too. He couldn't remember what attacked him, but they better appreciate his lower leg and tail they took! Magnus scowled as he hobbled through the packs center, looking for any one that could answer his questions all while teaching himself to walk better.