Broken Boulder haven't seen you much of late

The coydog thought to his makeshift den under the massive shattered rock, anxiety filling his expression. It was cold in that place, he missed his littermates warm fur nestled against his. 

But Reyson smelled like other canids. A pack, or his family. The thought of the giant wolf having a she-wolf and pups to return to made him strangely jealous, he nipped harder than he should have and moved away, tail lashing. 

"Yes." He lied, settling into a sitting position close by. Sakina knew the blue eyed wolf would be leaving soon, to return to whereever it was he stayed. The boy wanted to go with him, but he could not. The coydogs mood had suddenly turned sour, expression confused as he stared down at his paws.