WC: 333 OOC: This grump needs aquaintences

So he’d been in Inferni for a few days now. He was slinking through the territory keeping away from the locals for now. He wanted to get to know the area before he got to know anyone, today he was near a huge building that smelled increasingly of his pack mates, but he did not go near it, in fact he went behind it, to discover a deep dip in the back, though it’s intention was unknown Miqui did not go to find it. His eye caught something he’d seen once before in Barbados, though it was grander than this, and many wolves worked at it, this did not seem big enough to fit many. The glass windows were the whole of the house, and inside the foggy windows he could see the few leaves and such, curious he looked around it. his tail puffed out in defense. He knew it was not alive, but he was always on the defense. As he took a full circle he knew what it was for, but why this place had such a thing was beyond him.

He bent down and sat to stare at the greenhouse, his tail swishing back and forth behind him. Trying to get a hold of what this whole pack really was about. He knew why he was here now, and it seemed fate had brought him here. To find his brother, he had to come here, so his instincts had led him to this place, but what more could this place have to offer him? What were they all about. It frustrated him, that even though he got a good idea of the lands... that he didn’t know much more about them. The thought would kill him and he knew it so he tried figuring out what this pareticular structure did for the pack, he didn’t eat greens, not much anyway, so would they really eat greens too? He hoped that they were not some kind of herbavoric pack.