Otter Creek Every day, a very Scooby-Doo-Day (solar eclipse event)

Mees had now an official job; ghost hunter. He wasn't sure where his Alpha -- his leader -- had disappeared to. With the fading scents it was literally into thin air. So far the young male was too positive-minded to belief that it was really happening, wolves that were supposed to be his family were fading away. It was the second time now. Except this time he did remember his new-called family. Trying out a new strategy, Mees nimble paws carried him towards Otter Creek. Mister SmartPants -- aka Mees -- figured out that a wolf, any loner, had the best opportunity to be alive and kicking with a plenty supply of water on his side. Not only would plenty of prey come here, anyone could always quench his thirst every time and any time.

The midnight-painted male was too caught up with playing a detective by sniffing the ground and following vague scents that he hadn't noticed how the day turned to night from one moment to the next. Confused, as he was certain he made the promise only to explore during the day, Mees said out loud. "Woah, who turned off the light?!?" Randomly narrowing his eyes, he blamed a sudden bird that flew by. "Did you do that, fluffy?" It was only then the not-so-subtle male noticed how the moon blocked off the sun. It was something he had never seen -- or experienced -- before.