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There was a chill to the air as Kavos poked his head out the family den, his milky eyes observing as he lingered at their doorstep. It was early morning in the Keep and Kavos had no desire to hang about the family den. Instead, he wanted to explore-- as always. Giving no regards to Amara or his siblings, Kavos pulled himself from out of the den and into the open. He shook himself once he was out of the den before starting off, away from everything and everyone that made his existence such a drag.

Despite his loathing for his family, Kavos was quite the social butterfly. He preferred to interact with those who reacted positively to his existence and to those who cherished his presence. Perhaps it was because of his age, but Kavos often ran into a packmate the attention that he so desired.

Trailing away from the den, Kavos began to wander aimlessly, curious on just what he would run into today.