Bramblepoint devil's song

I would strongly prefer those who are currently a part of the "brat pack"!

Rannoch woke to the gentle dappling on the morning sun; it's ray reaching through the treetops to reach the earth. He did not stir immediate; instead, he slowly opened his eyes as they adjusted to the early light of the day. When he did eventually stir, Rannoch lifted himself discreetly, attempting not to wake any of the others that slept nearby. Once standing, the gunmetal haired man tiptoed away in search of both a place to urinate and the remains of an abandoned meal. 

Once he had relieved himself, Rannoch took a few steps away, drawing his tongue over his chops as the thought of food came to mind. Deciding silently that this was his next course of action, Rannoch looked to the treeline with hopes of catching any indication of the smell of prey. When he did not, he shook off the last droplets of urine with a strong kick of his hind leg, Rannoch abandoned his makeshift toilet in search of anything that would quench his appetite. Traveling slowly, Rannoch sniffed gently at the air as he strode forward, attempting to catch wind of anything that he could track down and kill.