Sawtooth Spire Thou Shalt be Badass

He was asleep, and for once he did not wake when his parents exited the den. His thirst to go outside had been satiated, and so he was not as alert as he had been, knowing that when he woke he could go out again. However, when he woke to find that his parents had gone and they had been left in the care of one of their packmates, he leaped to his feet with feline grace and bolted for the den entrance. He found it blocked, of course, but spared no time in flinging himself upon Aariak's back and scrambling down the other side. He stopped just in front of him, in the light of the world, and whined.

They were gone.

They left without him.

He sat, and pouted. He wished he could have gone, for now it was not the den that was to small, but the safe area around it in which he was allowed the play. His white-tipped toes were anxious to tread new ground. Inwardly, he chided himself, for sleeping too deep.