Silvertip Mountain I knew him

All welcome, but maybe @Zaria or one of the babies? @Odette, @Stoic, @Adeline?

Ezekiel wandered through the mountain range, enjoying a sunny day. While he preferred night time, a good sunny day always managed to warm him up. He stopped by a few trees to mark his scent, making sure that no wolf would manage to 'accidentally' trespass. Very thoroughly he scouted the borders for about an hour before turning back to head towards his den. He thought about hunting, but that would only tire him further. His stomach began to protest but he ignored it, his tired legs told his stomach otherwise. 

Soon he came to the hollow area where most of the dens were. His den was just beyond the small ridge, at the roots of what was a large oak tree. It was small but he'd made it work. He got to his den and sat down, relaxing in the sun. This was what Zeke really needed, no amount of prey could defeat the pure pleasure of closing your eyes and sleeping.