Ankyra Sound new leaf, wild world

He awoke from his slumber, deep in the Grotto, to the sound of howling winds moving sonorously through the craggy tunnels. Mwe lay there for some moments, enjoying the sound that was so much like the voices of his kin— the whispered, fevered howls of ghosts that had come before him, before them all. When the unnerving music proved to be relentless, the large male rose to his feet and stretched before navigating his way through the caverns.

Mwe stood at the Grotto's mouth and watched the swelling ocean with a sort of fearful awe— so impressed by its power and the swath of flopping fish it left behind that he only gave his present pack mate a brief nod of acknowledgement.