Hideaway Strath Ours

Fig honestly didn't really get the point of the howl. Don't get me wrong, he was happy to tip his own muzzle back and join in the fun, but official grandeur of the moment was totally lost on him. The Strath had been theres for weeks now, and he didn't see why it was suddenly more theirs now than it had been the day they'd arrived. Maybe everyone was just super excited about it today for some reason. But whatever; it didn't really matter. He liked howling, so he joined his small voice to the rest, hardly noticing it was bigger than it ever had been.