Golden Glade Albino Adventurer

Rowan's bumbled his way into the Sanctuary, so any Inner Cirle members (@Nico @Heartha @Eden @Aspen) are welcome to join! Alders off doing... Something... Idk, patrolling? *shrug* Other pups welcome too, of course, Hawthorn, Tiger, and @Rose <3

 


There were few things in life that Rowan understood, but one of those things were that he didn't much get along with his family. His father rarely even looked at him, Hawthorn liked to sit on him and shove, Tiger was pushy and mean.... Rose was a quiet girl, and this he liked - he was able to lay beside her without being bothered - though nothing compared to Aspen. The milk bringer often had to lift him away from his siblings when things got to be too much, saving him by allowing him the sole place between her forelegs. It was here, under her head, that the boy usually slept. He loved her dearly for this alone, even if she hadn't been the one to keeep him warm and feed him. 

Today, however, he woke before them all. Taking his chance to go against the will of his family, the little runt squiggled his way from underneath Aspen's elbow and stumbled towards the only opening in the den. He waddled over no problem, but tripped at the mouth of the den, somersaulting into the tunnel with wide scarlet eyes. For a moment Rowan just laid there, sprawled on his belly with his legs sticking out at all angles like rays of the sun. He could cry about this, bring his mother running to save him.... Or he could be quiet, and keep going! 

Obviously, he settled on the latter. It took a moment to find his feet again, and another to keep his balance, but before long he was creeping along the tunnel, pressed to the edge.

Getting to the end, the heir of Royal Fire Court stuck his tiny white face from the den. His little pink nose wiggled and twitched as he took in all the scents in here - scents he would one day be able to name as Shalon, Nico, Heartha, and Eden. 

For the most part, he could only see the slab of rock leaning against the wall - the pup couldn't even see the top of the stone - and this only drove his growing curiosity. 

So far, he was doing well, so why not push it further? Sticking one tiny paw outside at a time, the runt shuffled out of the den completely, looking around and padding just to the edge of the stone. From here, he could peek around the cavern he would one day know as Sanctuary. There was only one other entrance - this, he couldn't see, but he could feel the current of air, bringing new scents that were strange to the eldest Pryor child.