I dreamt they dropped a bomb

He'd be holed up quite grumpily in the den, surprisingly still with his life. He did not feel like such was reason for celebration however his back paws was severely damaged. He'd sulk within the earthen place, regretting that the snake had not taken his life. Everything had fallen to shambles, his family ripped apart, his body crippled, what else would further to drag him down? He didn't know.

The man would become more aware as his brother found his way to his presence, the light sleep he'd gained disappearing as he reacted to his name called out. Lifting his head from his massive paws bright yellow eyes would seek out the source of the voice, one of the few wolves who remained loyal to him. His youngest brother. "Come in, Soliloquy," He'd utter as he made room for the younger wolf, his side rolling over laboriously as he waited what he needed help with. "I can't really do much help with my leg though.." He'd remind the boy as his head tilted in curiosity.