Firefly Ravine i am not obsessed with treasure

@Depp here we go :D

Liam trotted above the strange ravine, looking down at the rushing river below. He was in awe of it, for he always loved new and exciting things. Something about the ravine had caught his attention, a scent that was vaguely familiar. He couldn't pin point it exactly, but he was sure it was there. Along with it mingled a pack scent, long forgotten but there none the less. He couldn't help but wonder what  had happened to the pack and why they'd left. The territory seemed plentiful enough, so it probably wasn't a matter of resources. As he walked, the mahogany furred boy made up reasons for the pack to leave this territory, and he tried to place that familiar scent.

Soon it was about noon, and the sun was high in the sky. It warmed his dark fur, which was a nice relief from winter's early cold. He decided to take a break from his travels and found a nice sunny spot to sit in. At first he thought he'd just sit, but soon he was laying down, and not long after that, the sun's warmth had lulled him to sleep.