- {{ okie dokie!
}}Heavy paws carried a smiling Rune out of his den. His gray fur was tousled from a long and well-deserved sleep. He was barely aware of the melting snow before him until its wetness reached his paws with a startle. He chuckled lightly to himself and shook his head. It was already weeks into spring, and the snow still refused to part ways with the ground. A yawn parted the brute's jaws as he stretched out his forepaws to ease the stiffness in his back.
Rune straightened out and quickly scanned the scene. He spotted his alpha, Rivers, just emerging from her den as well. He hadn't had much conversation with the she-wolf beyond the occasional formalities. He decided, since there was still time before he would depart for hunting, to go and greet her.
Almost as soon as he had the thought a much larger wolf approached Rivers. Rune paused in his path towards the alpha with the unsure flick of the ear. After a moment, he decided it would be best to avoid a large conversation. He tended to be a bit... awkward, say, around many wolves at one time.
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