Dragoncrest Cliffs one gonna heal my body, another gonna heal my pain

With his nose along the sand he chuffed, placing a long paw in the sand with his claws outstretched. He raked the earth over once, then twice: he watched as water swirled in the small he had dug. Nothing but seafoam and the swill of sand for his efforts.

His ears pulled back as he heard quick bark of a wolf. He rounded his shoulders and swung his head around sulkily, viewing Muses with the typical deadpan teenage scowl. He shrugged his shoulders -- another teenage gesture -- and looked to the ground with a churlish expression. "I was bored." It wasn't a sufficient explanation for his disobedience, in any way. He started to ask her how the expedition had gone, but then reconsidered: to do so would be to express interest in Muses, and destroy the carefuly constructed Wall of Apathy he had built around himself. How Muses put up with such an indolent creature was anyone's guess.