Firestone Hot Springs sunday morning

 The black brute walked over the warm dirt in a calm fashion. Though he had ruined his chances in getting into a Pack, he had at least got some bloodlust out of him. That was good. Maybe it was best if he didn't join a Pack at all? It might hurt someone in the future. But still, all he knew was Pack life. Though he may have a phycotic side of him, it may come to some good use. Somehow.

 He shook the thought from his mind. Who cared what people thought of him? Only he knew what he was capable of. Nobody else. He licked his chops in anger. The dried blood on his muzzle soothed him.

 Issun lied where he stood, enjoying the warmth. It was pretty hot today, but he didn't whine about it. Better to be hot then covered in snow right? Wow, I've never been so bored in my life! He huffed, rolling around in the dirt. He looked like a fool but there was nothin beter to do. His belly was full and there was no potential danger he could smell.