got a ways to go

Huge dirt covered paws would carry the almost two year old pup through these interesting lands. His almost silvery lavender eyes scanned the trash ridden land and his chaotic nature would not let him pass up this opportunity. There was all kinds of crap here to investigate! Surely he and his new brother would be able to find something to do here. Already though he found himself growing irritated by the debris that littered the ground, he'd suffered at least two little cuts from the ground biting him. He would growl at each prick, baring his fangs at the sneaky dirt. Oh it wouldn't give up its treasures with out blood payment. Not that he was going to be parted with his life force with out a fight.

Kicking the dirt with his back paws he tried to ignore the occasional bite, his time would be much better spent searching for actual interesting things. His large form would continue into the field, suddenly quite aware that Cesar was not at his side. Picking his head up and flicking his ears nervously the boy would look around for the wolf that had taken the place of his now long dead family.