Blacktail Deer Plateau Ensemble

Baldr felt fantastic about more wolves coming to join them- especially when it meant that there were two other kids that were his age. Like his mother, Baldr had wanted nothing more than to run off with the other boys as soon as they arrived and celebrate with games and spars, but his mother had reined him in, assuring him that they could play tomorrow. He'd whined a bit for the evening, sulked a little, but had eventually fallen asleep and the night passed by quickly enough. 

And naturally, he was difficult to wake in the morning. His mother had tried to rouse him before sunrise, but he'd waved her off, rolling over onto his other side. He was allowed to sleep in until eventually, a solid nudge rolled him over onto his back, and his older sister's whiskers found his belly. Jawing and grumbling, he flailed his paws to push her away, and picked himself up with a yawn. Once he remember that there was going to be a meeting, his spirits lifted, and he shook away sleep's veil. 

He found a place with Deja and Rhonen, though, he hesitated for a second when he heard Granite's warning growl. Quick to shake it off, he planted himself beside the boys. "Do not mind Granite," Baldr said reassuringly. "He does not like to be crowded. Or bothered. And...Not always does he like being spoken to, but- he is good, yah; he will grow on you." He said with a placid smile.