Rising Sun Valley we're all mad here

@Spectre :)

Outlaw had been sleepless- although he was usually sleepless. But now he had been mourning. Railroad was the only real friend he'd ever had, and now he was dead. Outlaw needed to take his mind off his bro's death, but he didn't know how. And not only that, but now he'd been suddenly dropped in the middle (well, actually, the northeastern corner) of a wild area. "Just my luck." He grumbled quietly to himself. Little did he know it was filled with wolf packs. Even worse. Outlaw very slowly walked along, around the edge of the Wetlands, considering going in. He decided not to. It looked too wet and muddy. Although muddy was very much unknown to the teen. His brown eyes were fixed ahead. He was only exploring, not yet leaving the new group of dogs that seemed to be around, the survivors.