Moonspear born for greatness

Very eager to see these broadening horizons he was gradually being granted, the dark cub followed along all too readily. Undaunted by newness, he moved on after his mother's lead, mingling with his siblings sometimes and dropping back to sniff something longer at others.. but largely, he did stay with the group--not about to be any reason for holding them up, because he did want to see where they were going, and what else there was along the way.

So he was taking in the sights, and the sounds, while his nose wiggled nonstop over air and soil alike.

Largely, he made for a quiet pup, but their mother warranted it out of him as he swiveled his ears around in pursuit--and he isn't looking to be overshadowed by Atlas' answer really--even if his is the best one in his opinion. In thinking about it, birds was what he heard the most of, but that wasn't all there was. ..an' bugs, he provided in his little voice after his brother in much the same way.