Thrilled

Since the sun had returned the man had a lot of time to think. During the part of the day he was awake, as he tended to stay up later due to habaris habits, he had taken to training himself. He only felt like he was getting older but most of all he felt a sense of ambition. Since his lung infection hed been pleasently surprised he hadnt recieved long term affects. Here he stood Eraithus stared at the shrivelling mushrooms now only a memory under the gaze of the sun. His paws dug into the dirt, he knew his addiction hadnt left him yet it was time for some fun.

Eraithus head tilted back in a howling call. He didnt care how dirty a spar got, but he was aching for some action. Considering he needed to be at the ready. Perhaps somehow he could impress the wolves of Habari. Not that this was his main goal, his goal was experience. At the end of the day he wanted to be the one surviving.