Attack and Conquer

Quill was a solemn, thoughtful boy at only a few weeks old. It was evident that he wouldn't be your average pup. As he grew, he would turn into your less than average wolf as well, but that would be a long time from now. Today, excitement thrummed through the boy with the knowledge that they would be allowed out of the room that they'd lived in thus far. He would see something new. He would learn new things. Quill couldn't wait!

As their father gathered him and his brothers, Quill walked along beside him, trying to keep pace. It was difficult with such short legs, but he tried very hard. Once the door was open and they were let loose, his brother's tore off into the world, but Quill stayed with his parents for a moment. He stood at the edge of the deck just before their stretched out paws and closed his eyes. Tilting his muzzle upwards, he inhaled deeply of the new world, absorbing all of the scents. His ears shifted, absorbing all of the sounds. Finally he opened his eyes and took his time absorbing all of the sights. The world opened before them was... so cool!

Tail wagging furiously, Quill made his way down the steps. Once more he raised his muzzle, but this time it was in a squeaky, puppy howl. He was so excited that he couldn't help himself. When the howl had petered out and he was panting from using all of the air in his lungs, the boy inhaled deeply and took off after his brothers.

"Speech"