Dawnlark Plains 'cause i'm a big kid now!

It was funny how age could change a person. To think, a month ago, Eventide had his guard up so high that he wouldn't even let another wolf look at him, let alone approach. But now that he was older and he had begun to settle in, the harsh facade that he'd once put up was fading, revealing the goofball that was hidden behind it. 

As he pranced through the territory, branch between his jaws swaying his body to and fro, Eventide found himself brimming with joy. He could only imagine how he must have looked, galloping like a lost fawn. Every few feet, he'd have to stop and take a break to compose himself before he could continue. Tears lined his eyes, his throat was sore from laughter; an outsider might have thought that poor Eventide had finally lost his little mind.