It's all so incredibly loud

Bronze wasn't sure he entirely understood the concept of freedom. All he knew was life within Incendium and under the watchful eye of his parents. Only now was he beginning to experience what it felt like to be on his own, exploring the world and doing whatever he wanted... well, sort of. The truth was that he quite liked his home and being around his family. He wasn't sure straying far from that was all that appealing, but he remembered his dream of his great-grandmother - or whatever she'd been to him - and wondered if he could someday travel the world like she had once. He couldn't shake the feeling that her visit to him had been more than just a dream; how could he make up something like that, anyway?

The least he could do for now was explore this forest and its unique trees, even if only from the ground. They certainly were interesting and he wondered if he might someday be agile enough to climb; he could certainly see Pyrite being skillful enough, but he wasn't sure he was meant to climb trees. Better save that for the squirrels, he thought to himself. For a long while he found himself trailing after various scents and weaving lazily between the tree trunks, only pausing when he heard a voice from above. He nearly jumped out of his skin, glancing up. Wait, was that a wolf? He'd been daydreaming of climbing trees but he hadn't expected to see a wolf up there! His nose wrinkled as he tilted his head up and tried to examine the stranger from this distance. "Oh.. hi," he started cautiously. He'd only spoken to one wolf outside his pack and she'd been a pup, so it'd been less strange. This was a full grown adult, and Bronze wasn't sure what he was supposed to say. "No, not lost. Just exploring. You?" He hoped his voice sounded half as confident as he wanted it to. Truthfully he was feeling a bit aimless but he knew he could make his way back home, if he didn't get disoriented on his way back.