Blacktail Deer Plateau it's only natural

Because Pura was so disconnected from his emotions, it made him hyper-aware of the physical changes his body was going through as he aged - after all, a lack of drama receptors leaves a lot of brain space for other activities.

That day, he was feeling.. agitated. Angry? No - just agitated, as if there was something he ought to be doing but had forgotten. Angry was a heady height of emotion that the freckled boy had never reached.

The blue-grey whelp paced a clearing near the mountain-lined border, stopping to every now and then to strike at the earth with one of his large front paws. It was unseasonably hot, and try as he might, Pura could not find shade cool enough.

He was growing rapidly now, and the freckles on his face and neck had spread to form a fine veil of dappled grey over his entire front. From a distance, he looked like a wolf fully grown, and it was only a lack of the bulk his frame would one day possess that marked him out as a pup. That, and behaviour. An older wolf might have concealed their frustrations from the rest of the pack to avoid questions (Pura especially, who hated questions).