Sun Mote Copse Big Boys, Small Hopes

Rhonen shifted and peered out from the den his parents had chosen. Ice blue eyes staring at the new beginning that was supposed to be for all of them. He wasn't sure how he felt about it. A tilt of his head. These were new wolves. New wolves that he had to speak with. That had to hear his handicap and possibly laugh. New faces to learn and new words to trip over.

He curled inward. Trying to make himself smaller. Smaller. But it was near impossible. He was not built small. He was built like his father. But he wasn't brave like him. No. He was a coward, a fool. A wolf with too big of a heart and a mouth that didn't like to work right.