Firefly Ravine What A Man Can't Do

@Octavia, don't be intimidated if the post seems long. Make yours whatever length you want! 

Depp had, once again, grown to excruciating boredom, and although every time he fell into such a pit he had the urge to call for Sen, but never did. She would usually just show up randomly when she was useful, maybe she wasn't just some wolf but a psychic? He hadn't expected with the flurry of building a pack he would find himself in such a state so often, then again, he did become bored quite easily. Him and his pack members had already walked from Broken Boulder to Firefly Ravine. Them arriving in the midst of night, witnessing what gave the ravine its name—the firefly's. It was a beautiful sight, and him taking prepossessing eye candy of large appreciation found it the perfect place for his upcoming pack. His last step was to announce this was his land, which wouldn't take much longer. He had faith this attempt of a pack wouldn't fail like his two others, but with him being so young at the time he wasn't exactly suited for the role of a pack leader. But now at the ripe age of two years, he believed he had enough experience and time to keep such a thing together. This time having an organized and steadfast wolf by his side, instead of aloof and carefree like his past co-alphas. Pacing around his soon-to-be claimed land, he considered just falling asleep, but knew that would be too hard for his strangely energized body. Fortunately, it was now spring and he could look forward to the growth of fruits and other kinds of edible plants to grow expired, creating a substance his past travels had introduced to him—alcohol. With alcohol he would longer be tortured by his unchallenged mind, and just get on with the drunken thoughts. Strangly enough though, the last time he had come across this amount of a boredom and hoped for entertainment, another scent had arised seconds later, perhaps thats all it took was the simple wish? Then again, that did lead him to discover he had to move territories or else one, or more packs would starve from the lack of prey. That could be looked at as a good thing though, him not starving and all. Besides, he loved travel anyway.