New world under the moonlight
Any packmates!
02-01-2021, 01:20 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-01-2021, 08:49 PM by Misery.)
They were free of the den! The black wolf with his silvery-white markings was romping along the volcano’s barren hard surface. It was cold outside of the den and a gentle wind brushed along the pup’s soft fur so that it seemed to dance until the wind passed on by. A downed tree made a great first interesting toy to play with. The boy had first proved his new strength by managing to scurry up the base though admittedly it took longer than he planned to admit. The boy was small but determined and once sitting up his wood throne Misery got an even larger view of the world. His small tail wagged as he bit at one of the many branches, bracing his back legs to tug at it for a moment. Misery was chanting his name inside his head. It was his name now and he was proud of it! Misery! Yes, he was Misery! The tree limb got a good thrashing with his puppy teeth putting little pricks into the wood. His eyes skimmed the volcano’s surface looking for other things of interest whether that be another wolf, landmark oddity, or other wildlife that chose to visit. It was dark out with the only light coming from a pale moon and faint stars hidden behind pale clouds. Just enough light to allow the tree to cast deep shadows along the already dark ground. There was so much to learn and study and play with! The tree would do for a few minutes but he craved more action than an inanimate object. He could always find his siblings if nothing else of more interest came his way. They had names now too. Speech:"Life is but a game "
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