It is summer. It is a time when the sun beats down in some sort of anger or revenge for the winter that has passed. Singe does not mind the heat all that much as he pounces on a grasshopper with his inky black paws. His fur is mostly a soft white on his top side- the side most hit by the sun, and he finds it does not heat up as much as the black upon his legs and belly- or so he thinks. He cannot be for certain. Black lips open and teeth chomp down upon the delicate grasshopper that was crushed under his own force. He licks his lips at the taste, his mind taking in that this is not a poison creature like the ones that the strange one-eyed wolf spoke of. His mind did wander to the female, how different she was. She knew the language of Sister and the Alpha here. It was something he held interest in, as it was different than what had developed between himself and Lonhro.

He hears a rumble not too far off in the plains. It is one he knows very, very well. A sound from birth. It is not of mother, but of the father. He remembers the sound since he was very young. It was an unsettling noise, and a noise that he respected. He had a healthy understanding and perhaps fear of the noise, but he did not fear it as many others did. It was just another message, soon accompanied by the call of his dark shadow of a brother. Black-touched ears absorb the sound, catching on the delicacies of the call. He knew brother did not prefer being around father without him.

He lets the half-eaten grasshopper struggle for what little life it had left in the grass, leaving it behind as simply a forgotten play toy. He can see with his flaming red eyes, touched with the flecks of green that mirrored his father, the image of the large dark one ahead. His eyes search the vast field to find the image of his smaller brother- smaller, but growing larger with every rise of the sun. He lopes next to his brother, eyes looking to him and then to the father, ears pressing back slightly on his head. He did not hold as much anxiety as his brother. He was more confident, but was not dumb. He did not challenge the dark one as he sought to touch his brother muzzle to muzzle. He then awaits silently to follow his father, as that is what was being demanded of him.