Verdant Basin wake up, it's a prison break!

Groggily he woke up, slowly, with a nice yawn to show off that inky maw of his in the blackness of night. A light stretch to wake up his limbs and joints - and as Wren asked for a walk, he finally followed along in a light trot. Slowly waking up in the process as they wandered away from the King's woods and into something... well, somewhere new.

Hurry up?

Another yawn to wake up his brain with a rush of oxygen, a light shake his head to focus... Are we hunting? It seemed like a good idea, though perhaps would have been better if he was more awake to hunt anything. But it would put them on good terms with most of the pack members if they were food providers!

Such a good idea!