@Clock Dragonshifter
hazy eyes blinked awake, shaking out the memories of last night's dreams. the tom scrunched his muzzle, flicking his ears as he looked at his surroundings. it had only been about a week since escaping his former home, and wolfy had not yet adjusted to his new surroundings.
dappled sunlight shined on his face, encouraging him to continue his adventure. wolfy shook his fur, stretching his limbs and finally walking out of his make-shift den. moss stuck to his slightly damp fur. his paws gently touched the ground, carrying him through the forest. everything was so new. he soaked in the atmosphere, listening to the birds chirping. the warm air swirled around his spotted pelt, and for once wolfy actually felt some sort of freedom.
but, unfortunately, the freedom came with a cost. wolfy's paws stopped as his stomach growled. he hadn't eaten in a few days, and hunting had been rather difficult for him. he sniffed the air, looking around to try and locate some sort of prey.