Redtail Rise Shelter

Gunnar looked to the sky and dipped his muzzle to the ground again. He was laying in a copse of trees, trying to keep as cool as he could. The heat was another thing that acerbated his headaches and it drove him mad with hatred. He hated the insufferable headaches that plagued him so often, though he knew it was nothing life threatening, still to be laid low by something as simple as a pain in his head. It was disturbing and irritating.

Gunnar heard the howl and with a look around, he trotted off towards the leader and her second meeting. He stood still when he caught sight of her and wondered at what she was doing way up there. Shrugging he made it to the top and smiled wolfishly, but kindly. Hello Then he sat down and waited to hear what she would have to say.