Cedar Sweep Tree Side Acquaintance [Hviske]

Wherever he had found himself was an exciting place filled with many other creatures.

He recounted what few interactions with other animals he had experienced throughout his young life. The first animal, apart from the squirmy bodies of his littermates, he encountered was a sleek, black bird pecking around the den for food. Da would always chase it away, but it returned time after time. Hviske would be charmed by it for numerous weeks before the urge to play with his siblings bubbled to the surface of his wants, and he'd abandon the bird. 

Matter or not, he had found himself alone, a whisper of a broken pack long since disbanded and not from wherever here was. He still hadn't gotten an answer. Everything was different and were not the familiar scents he was used to, which irked him. 'Different' had been his plan, but he had not considered what 'different' would mean. The yearling felt a twitch of shame wrap around his heart and dig into his stomach. 

The dark grey wolf had curled under a thick bush, digging it out slightly to make room for himself. Maybe a nap would make it disappear, the hunger and shame over what had occurred.

Sometime later, he awoke abruptly, carefully sticking his head out from under his bush to see what was happening. Another wolf? Staring intently... at a... rabbit burrow? His stomach grumbled softly. Hviske wasn't a good hunter. In fact, he had been surviving mostly on half-eaten prey left over from other predators. Da had said they'd lead to food, and Hviske had been surprised when he had found that advice truthful.

If planned right... perhaps this lady wolf would give him some?

He watched her with renewed interest.

... hello?" he whispered. "If you... tell me what to do... I can help?-