A Slow New Beginning

[bruno]

After Bruno was satisfied with his first meal from the meadows (small kill, a ground bird), he laughed with himself as he continued to aimlessly wander around. Irritation was setting in knowing that he was still by himself and hadn't met who the territory belonged to. Surely it had a running alpha and what-not. This place was gorgeous.

Sooner than he knew it his body told him to find somewhere to stay. He didn't want to be stuck living in a tree like his previous pack made him. Former look-out back then, he wanted something luxurious that he could bring in some comforting foliage and make a nice little spot to lay his head at night.

Arriving with style, he pranced into an extremely large den that seemed entirely empty. His thoughts where racing... it was his first time able to sleep in a cave ever without disturbance. Isolation was good for Bruno. He never wants to be too close to anyone anyways; it makes him a little uncomfortable. A sturn warning was belted out into the new sleeping area for any little stragglers to remove themselves immediately or force him to eat them. Bruno's voice echoed back towards the entrance. Nothing; not even a slight bustle.

He entered certain that nothing would get him. He was quick to gather foliage and other small things to make a comfortable spot to sleep. Branches, leaves, and lots of brush to keep him warm; one day he will have someone instead of brush. With his head facing the entrance of the cave, he sat in wait; thinking deeply- dozing off every once in a while.

[bruno]

Still sort of exhausted from the previous day, Bruno's eyes began to blink and slowly open. His body was achy from sleeping on the brush, how he longed for a conversation with another creature. As he lifted his body, he shook the loose debris from his coat. It's time to explore- he told himself. Bruno emerged from the large cave and out into the open; the sun felt good against his body since he was sleeping in the dark and cold.

He flared his nostrals as he stretched beneath the natural heat lamp. More scents entered his nasal passageway and registered in his brain; more scents means more wolves. He could see clearly, but couldn't find anyone...as a matter of fact, he couldn't find anything. Maybe he should try harder. Slowly but surely he made his way back toward the meadows of the Haven.

[bruno]

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[bruno]

Bruno promptly reappeared back at his den, alone and somewhat shaken.

The phrase he repeated previously was something he had said to himself while running through the woods, starving, when he was exiled from his former pack. His eyes where finally growing limber, and tired. He paced in circles around his bed of brush. Using his nose he pushed it toward the entrance of the den to keep watch for anything alarming. Eventually he put it to the perfect spot and he laid down with his head resting on his large paws scanning the terrain around him. He was a rather lonely fellow, a rather gloomy fellow now.

[bruno]

His exhaustion from no visitors made Bruno weary. He believed it was time to leave the desolate cave to find somewhere new to reside. Mostly, wolven where found out by the meadows, and his thirst for power was becoming dry once again. As he lifted his heavy body, dragged his paws and headed back to the Meadows to find somewhere smaller to find food and sleep.