Blackfeather Woods this is my playground!

There was something jostling him. Baldur let out a whimper, protesting the constant nudging motion. He started crawling away from it. The further he crawled the colder is seemed to get. A little vibration from his stomach also alerted him to his hunger. The pup began letting out yips. He had no real sense of direction and so couldn't get back to the large warm pretense of his mother. Baldur turned in hopes of getting back to his food. Whimpers grew in strength as the little brown pup continued to search.