Spring had come fast; he was supposedly an adult now, funny because he didn't feel like one. He had finally gotten his den in Iromar to how he had envisioned it when he had started it, and now he was ready to start practicing his hunting; because he would obtain his goal no matter what. He had yet to meet his sister again since he made his decision, in part that maybe alright for him since that meant that he'd get to surprise her if he became hellhound before then; but if he saw her again before then that was fine too. Venturing into the free lands for really the first time to explore and practice hunting, he bounced out of Iromar without what seemed to be a care in the world. He hadn't gotten when a playful howl tickled his ears, and he should know he's let out a few of them in his lifetime. Unable to resist the temptation, he chases the song. He chases it until he is confronted with a vast ocean, from the other side of which the howl had sounded; he quickly paces side to side whining with excitement; before plunging in and swimming. The water was still cold from winter, but he didn't care, swimming until he reached the island. he ran to the other side only to see a bunch of other wolves on the other shore; releasing a few excited yips before once again diving into the cold water to make his way to them. Finally making landfall, he shakes himself, then continues on to rubbing himself in the sand while making small excited yips and play growls. Rolling onto his back he paws at the air above him, with his pink tongue lolling out one side of him mouth, hoping someone will play with him since this was his first time around this many wolves.