I am quite content with lying here on this rock. I have been feeling hot and cold lately. The sun warms me along my backside and the cool rock underneath my belly cools me. It is good I think. Yet I cannot understand why I am getting these hot and cold flashes. Perhaps I have been traveling far and maybe a bit too much. I need some rest I think. There is nothing wrong with needed rest, right? I know as a young pup I am supposed to be busy playing around, but I am far too busy being, well, a grown up. There are times I wish I understood games, I see pups my age and younger engage in such activities along my journeys. Yet I find them to be frivolous things. I am growing up and I have passed that ability to be playful. As I rest here upon this rock my crimson ears twitch to the left at the sound of another approaching. Slowly my violet eyes open and for a moment everything is extremely fuzzy. I stay still for a moment, concerned, perhaps I had suddenly lost the ability to open my eyes? Yet how can that happen I could have sworn I opened them up. I keep my eyes, I think open, and slowly all the fuzziness disappears and is replaced with crystal clear vision, although the edges are still a bit fuzzy. My useless eyes blink for a moment as I notice an obsidian figure approaching. Oh I am hoping it isn’t the others within my pack that may be jealous of me. I don’t really have size on my size or ability really. Yet my nose seems to be working much better and I am notice the familiar scent is actually a friendly lupine. Slowly I raise my head and softly speak.

“I am glad you liked it ma’am.”

My red banner sways side to side in a slow manner. As I tilt my head down, looking down upon her, I feel…wrong. Perhaps I am in the wrong position. I should not be lying on this rock above her…I should be lower, back on the ground. I am below her. Slowly I manage to stand on my russet paws, and as I leap off my sore achy muscles and joints don’t seem to help me stay atop. Instead I crash into the ground. Perhaps she would think I was still half-asleep and my legs just won’t working quite yet. I manage a small grimace as I lift myself from the mud, shaking my fur to rid of the muck. Quietly I return and sit on my haunches, feeling that ache intensify and yet I try to hide the pain. I am in front of my Alpha and I must always conduct myself as if I am all business. I am unable to straighten my back however, it hurts a bit too much, so I lower my head slightly as if to give respect. Once again my raspy voice tumbles out slowly as I explain myself and my whereabouts.

“I have been everywhere, letting everyone know that you are the new Alpha now. I’ve already got Taviora to come meet with us, even talk about changing our alliance from truce to allies. They will be coming with pups and some of their warriors to visit and meet with us so that our own kind can get to know one another. I am hoping others will be willing to meet with us so I am slowly working on that too, especially with Asteria.”