One minute I am sleeping tight up against Juris, happy to have shared warmth, and the next I awaken with hunger in my belly. It isn't surprising. We had feasted on bugs and small creatures that hid beneath shadows and dirt but they didn't last long. Especially when I hadn't had a full belly in several days. For a moment I blink in the bleary morning, wishing I was back in Glorall where it was easy to find game on the shoreline, but then I smile at a sleeping Juris. I wouldn't wake him up. This time I would feast and find HIM some food. Prove that I could be a worthy friend and companion to keep around. I just knew he would help me locate Zharko and my brother would join us too. Then I could tell him about that awful boy he hung out with.

I find myself several meters from Juris so that plenty of trees block us but I remember passing a fallen tree on the way here in the evening hours. It likely had loads of bugs beneath it and as I begin to push and dig, catching what little I can, I hear the sound of another approaching. It has me spinning around, ears pressed back, and I spotted some male watching me. It was... scary. Because I was alone in the free lands and I knew what could happen.

Panic had set in and I had raced off at first but he followed me, moving in a way that made me change course once, and as ran I felt my panic wear off. A sort of grim sort of curiosity goaded me to keep going even as I found myself coming upon the famed plains of Molodian. I darted across the border thinking this strange wolf would turn around only to spin around and come face to face with him. Immediatly I sink into the ground, ears back, eyes wide.

Yet he approaches me with friendliness and as his tail swats the ground a few times I find my own tension ebbing as I lift my head, ears slowly rising and a twitch of my tail in reply. I blink in surprise at his words, opening my jaw then closing it as I look around, my fear having gone away. These wolves were good, right? Pack wolves typically were except that ONE boy. But he was in Glorall and I was here.

"Oh, uh," I say at first, at a loss, but I slowly push my forelegs up so that I am sitting instead of laying there looking like some scared rabbit. Which, in my defense, I HAD been basically. "Well, I was looking for my brother then. I'm not very good at tracking and I don't know much about being out in the wilds so I just thought maybe he would turn up in a group. I found him in one last time." I am, perhaps, too open, but he seems friendly and I find my tail beating in reply as my words grow smoother.