Life was improving now that a cure had been found. The smell of vomit and other unpleasant bodily fluids was beginning to dissipate, although the freezing conditions promised that it would linger at least until the next snow. Laufey, for one, was relieved it was over. Now things could finally go back to normal.
Now that he felt comfortable traveling again, Laufey found himself wandering away from the safety of Valhalla. He really enjoyed packlife, but there were some things a pack couldn't offer him. Valhalla offered family and comfort, but wandering offered him untold adventures and the longer he explored the more he found that he craved it.
Currently, the boy was laying just beyond the border shared by Wolfpaw Lake and Redwater Rocks, a bone between his teeth. Eventually he'd head off into the unknown, but for now he worked on his prize mercilessly; the skeletal piece creaking under the weight of his jaws. The bone was old and nearly tasteless, but something about the chewing action was relaxing. He-/p>
Nearby the sound of falling rocks echoed off the red walls.
Instantly Laufey's head snapped around. He was on his paws in seconds and stalking towards the commotion with his heart in his throat and his hackles raised. He didn't like being snuck up on, so if something was over there he wanted to be the one doing the confronting.
The boy reached the place where the rocks had fallen and nosed around it, searching for signs of life. Nothing. Not so much as a whiff of something bigger than a rodent. Shaking his head in confusion, Laufey began to make his way back to his resting spot...
"Speech"
This character is prone to acts of EXTREME violence when provoked. If this makes you uncomfortable do not thread with him.
