Hideaway Strath the prank was murder

This looked lonely! <3

Tapat was roaming through the area. He had a tough time getting to know what lands he needed to stay on. With his short-term memory loss, repetition was key. Plus the scents most of the time stayed the same. He was certain of it. The young wolf was glad that his family was back with him. He had feared he lost them. The small build youngster looked far younger than 7 months. He realized he would never be as large as his brother, and wouldn't be as good with fighting as him.

Tapat liked to follow scents. Now he was following another one. He was not sure what he was tracking as he could not really remember what he tracked before. He did stumble upon a child, younger than him, playing with a stick. He wanted to play too!!! He yipped excitedly and jumped forward with his tail wagging. The young boy instantly lowered his front as an invitation to play. He loved to play.