The Island

Not at all! I was hoping this thread would get some attention! By the way, your avatar is adorable.

Majesty was still dreaming. He was dreaming that he was running around the island with a number of other wolves, who all referred to him as Alpha. He was showing them around, letting them know where the best places to hunt were, and where all the freshwater ponds and inlets were. And then the ground began to shake, and everyone whined and plastered their ears against their heads. What was going on? Why was the ground shaking?

Majesty awoke with a start, his eyes snapping open. He sat up, a bit too quickly, and lay down again as the blood rushed to his head. "Earthquake," he mumbled sleepily. "Why an earthquake? Must… get off the island…" He shook himself so that he would be more awake, and then realized, with a sigh of relief, that the ground was, in fact, not shaking. And then he nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw a pretty female wolf staring at him quizzically.

"H-Hello?" The statement came out as a question, as Majesty was extremely rattled at the moment. He was a heavy sleeper. It took him a while to get his stuff together when he woke up. "Who are you?"