Violins & Blood

He had not been in Insomnia long, but he already wasn't fond of the location. The pack itself and everyone seemed nice enough, but he would much prefer anywhere else but the desert plains. He'd seen many places on his journey here and hoped that they would settle some place warm and tropical, or at least forested... but Insomnia was nothing like that! He supposed that the gorge was alright and he had already found a den and made it his own, but he couldn't help but dream of the places he had been, and those he had been with.

The call from Big Daddy himself hadn't woken him exactly, but he certainly hadn't gotten out of bed yet. With a heavy sigh he rolled out of the plush furs and made his way through the gorge until settling amongst the gathering of siblings and cousins. He was certain that his arrival wouldn't go unnoticed, so he stayed silent for now. But knowing Genesis, his mouth wouldn't be shut for long.