Sunspire Mountains can't bribe the door on your way to the sky

Rowen yawned and stretched,  the leaves that had fallen upon him over night began to slide off him. He twitched his toes feeling then ground beneath them, slowly he shifted his rump up stretching his back before his stood up effectively. He slowly shifted ever body part and made sure to stretch every muscle even flicking his fluffy red tail.

His tummy rumbled it's annoyance, and he frowned slightly, he was hungry, but he had not found a good meal in a day or two now, nor anyone to help him take down any prey worthy enough to call a real meal.

He tried to ignore his hunger as he began to walk aimlessly, he had no home and no attachment to any place in particular. Something caught his attention Rowen's attention he veered and followed his nose, after serval longs minutes of traveling Rowen found what he sought, his nose touched his ground and he began to dig gingerly after an hour of carful digging Rowen had unearthed two weirly round and bumpy objects. it looked much like brains to him, only he knew some wolves valued them much more; they also tasted good if one was inclinded to eat them. 

They had been called tuffles by the wolf he used to trade them too. That wolf gave him whole rabbits for one. Those were the days Rowen missed, he missed his old pack but those days were gone and he couldn't dwell on them, it was to painful.

Carefuly Rowen picked up both objects in his mouth and carried them off; maybe just maybe he could someone to share them with. If not for food they could be consdered pleasent to look at. 

Rowen caught another scent and slowed his pace, this one was the scent of a wolf, Rowen's heart rate picked up and him whined loudly to anounce his presence to her, he did not want to be attacked. Setting his mornings prize down he scented the air and waited for her to make the first move, hoping that she was freindly if not anything else.