Redsand Canyon ostium

A lot of words were spoken, so many that Nanuq quickly lost interest and stopped paying attention. Germanicus droned on and on and on. Nanuq inspected a curled, dried up leaf near his paws, peered around at the nearby wolves, and heaved a great many silent sighs. Nanuq was a pup who grew bored easily in spite of his lazy demeanour, but he didn't think anything had ever bored him as much as this blah-blah-fest.

As a result, he didn't notice when he was called forth by name and had to be nudged by someone before he stumbled forward with a start. A little scowl knit his brows. He exchanged a look with his twin, hoping to find a similar emotion etched into his brother's pale face. He turned to look at his packmates when instructed, but it was with a glassy-eyed and somewhat vacant expression. A huge, bored yawn split his jowls apart halfway through Germanicus' introduction.

When it was over, he wasted no time toddling back to Aquene. Whatever this was, it hadn't been the least bit fun. He was quite ready to go home.