Wapun Meadow i am a question to the world

Takes place after his joining thread... assuming that he's accepted, but v. vague on details just in case he isn't. @Tuwawi

Packs.
After his meeting with the white she-wolf, he had been thinking over them – wondering how many there were in these parks of the woods... how they dealt with each other. Which ones were friends? Which ones were enemies? Elijah wanted to know. His questions, however, went unanswered – a mystery for he was off on his own again. Since he was but a pup, he'd always been the time to explore... find out new locations and areas he's never been to before. Heading south of Duck Lake, Eli found himself in a meadow full of flowers.
Dark tipped ears were pointed forward, creamy jaws agape with a large grin and tail sent wagging back and forth as the oversized child bounded forward. Just as soon as he was running with the grace of an awkward moose, he flopped over, body rubbing on a particularly smelly patch of purple flowers. He squirmed – legs flailing as he wiggled like he had an overly itchy back.