Arrow Lake Because all of us are normal and to be otherwise would make us outcasts

@Aurëwen was away again, Vonn was otherwise occupied and @Vercingetorix had seemingly abandoned his children, leaving the growing pups more or less to their own devices for the afternoon. Now that they could regulate their heat, eat regurgitated meat and see and hear, it wasn't unusual for the cubs to be left completely alone for a while, but it made for a very bored Dragomir. He was a good kid. Truly, he was. He always stuck close to the thicket, as both instinct and good manners bid him to do. But just like his father, he was not one to easily curtail boredom by himself. It festered in him, made him impatient and restless, until at last the five week old cub abandoned the thicket and ventured out onto the mountainside. Just a stroll, he told Isilmë with a baby's incomprehensible babble.

He didn't go far at first, but farther than he might have been allowed had there been someone watching him. He toddled along with his nose bumping clumsily across the ground, following multiple scent trails that wove over each other, until the thicket was out of sight among a knot of similar trees. Never fear; Dragomir's sense of smell was already strong, and like any good homing pup, and he would have no real trouble finding his way back. Maybe a wrong turn here and there, but nothing too worrisome... Although he was going awfully fast now.

@Sadiq! Other tags are just for reference.