This place, it was new to Tsrmono. It was a different claimed land, smelling predominately of wolves like most of the other ones did. It was a disgusting smell to him. He had disdain towards the wolves just as the coyotes did, only closing the distance of differences between himself and his American relatives. It was ironic, how he was so similar yet constantly trying to exaggerate the difference between them. It was a relation he was cursed with in the end. It could not be helped and Tsrmono knew this, although he still tried to push it away somehow.
He traveled further into the forbidden area, his silent puppy feet pattering their way through the forest. It was daytime, but the leaves from the trees blocked the shining sun overhead, little spots of sunlight dappling the ground in certain places. His own fur was dully shining in the sun where the spots crossed with his body, flying across his body as he moved swiftly. He expected himself to be found sometime soon. He planned to be found most of the time, observing the natives in the area as he strolled upon their land as if no laws affected him. Which they didn't, in his mind.
ACT SPEAK