He was strong enough to go out today. He was growing, slowly, but surely. Yes, he was still small, and obviously a runt. He knew his size was obvious, but he cared not in this moment as he walked out of the den and into the world. He didn't want to be in there all the time. He wanted to be like Aster, out and about! He did not know where she was, but he was going to find her. He knew that she has traveled much father than him...and he wants to go to these places one day. Maybe it will be today!

Well, maybe not. It was cold and he felt the chill in his black and white fur. He disliked the feeling and frowned slightly. His eyes look out onto Iromar, nose falling to the ground to catch Aster's scent. She did not leave too long ago...she couldn't be too far! His nose told him to move forward, and he nodded to himself as he made a few confident steps towards the scent. He was...unsure, having not done so much of this stuff. He spent much of his younger life in the den, or simply around it. He was not nearly as experienced in the ways of the world as Aster...so he hoped to find her so she could show him how everything works around here.

He did not move quickly or with haste. He was hesitant despite his excitement. There was a certain anxiety as well. What if he got tired and was not able to make it back home? His parents has also told him about dangers...what if he was not able to handle these...dangers? His ears pulled back slightly as he considered these things. He found himself somewhere he did not recognize. The grass and trees looked different. He suddenly felt very alone...and afraid. Had he already gone far?

He stopped his white paw in his tracks. He gulped as he turned to look at where he came from. There was a light dusting of snow everywhere, and he felt very confused. He whined slightly with his tail tucking between his legs, looking back still at where he came trying to make out the situation. He shakes slightly out of fear, hearing so many noises and feeling like the world was closing in on him. In fact, he was so distracted that he snapped out of it right as another pup was hurling into him. He attempted to move but instead is pummeled, his smaller form being knocked into the snow and the air being taken out of his lungs. He opens his eyes to seeing only snow and feeling the pain of the hit. He was then met with the words of the other, ears pulling back before he even sees the voice that is yelling at him. He slowly lifts his head out of the snow, his form still laying in the snow with belly slightly up, tail wagging nervously between his legs as he frowns.

"I...I did...didn't...move," he said in a confused voice, his mis-matched eyes finally looking at the girl his age, all puffed and looking at him. He nervously looked around, still scared about being lost and now even more nervous because some girl was yelling at him. Apparently he got in the way. Is that what others were like?

"You ran...into me...you know," he said as he looked down at the snow, continuing to frown with ears pulled back while laying in the snow, his hind legs curling a little bit tighter into him so he was sorta like a ball, but a bit too loose to be considered as such. Maybe if he just...sits here and stays small, she will go away and stop yelling at him...and maybe he can find his way back to the den. He obviously...made a mistake trying to go out by himself, and this mistake was reflected in his visage.