Quiet mornings make the best time to think

The sun was beginning to rise as he finished up with his morning patrol. He headed inward into the middle of the plains and settled down. Blue eyes watched the sun rise and the colors begin to explode across the sky. His mind would begin to drift into various thoughts as he relaxed. He was happy so far with how things were going, but he still had to get ideas on improvements and organize what all needed to be said at the upcoming meeting. Spring would soon be here which meant the more active the pack could become. He had been laid back so far considering this was their first winter and they needed to focus on settling in and remaining healthy. Plus a chunk of his family had traveled quite a ways to get here.

He had some sort of agreement with most of the packs and he hoped this would only aid in his packs peaceful success of survival. He prayed he was doing his pack and his family justice. He wished every day that his mother could be here, that his whole family could be here, but his decision to leave had been supported by them (except the elders) and now he was here doing his best to make them proud. He smiled as he focused back on the rising sun, planning to enjoy it before heading to check in on the pack


"Talk." & 'Think.'