Stone Circle New Faces to meet

Over the days that West had walked the earth, the young boy had grown accustomed to the tight space amongst his siblings and mother in the den. When he was finally able to open his eyes, he often found himself glancing at the light falling from the entrance, curious as to what might be out there or where his mother went when she left.

Lucky for him, it seemed today he would finally get his answers as Valette called for him and his siblings ushering them forwards towards the den entrance. The round boy eagerly waddled forward only to be knocked aside by Clay as he shoved through emerging first. West followed behind Newt, pausing as his eyes adjusted to the brightness of the new world around him. It was so big! Part of him missed the confined space he was accustomed to, but he was also thankful he could finally stretch his legs and take up all the space he wanted.

West had stood just past the entrance of the den taking in all the new smells and sights when he finally realized there were so many faces around. He recognized a few-- a friendly white one, he had seen glimpses of her before, his mother of course, and a man so tall the young boy first mistook him for one of the large rocks around the den. His tail wagged behind him so fast that he had to step in beat as his blue eyes scanned the other wolves. Soon his paws carried him swiftly to his father, wanting to inspect him further. Was it normal for creatures to be that big? How was he that big? Was he even a wolf or was he just part rock?

The boy's thoughts had raced about as fast as his legs, although his legs wobbled much more, distracting him as he crashed into Greyback's leg. He bounced right off however and pawed at him as if trying to climb the mountain of a wolf, still wiggling and babbling loudly. Unfortunately for Greyback, in his excitement, he seemed to also relieve himself on his leg.