03-07-2012, 12:32 PM
He was part of the pack now. He had been wandering around pack lands for a while, looking for anything he could use to write with or paint on or do anything artistic on. He wanted to do something and as he walked he found some wood and used the crude knife to start carving. He sat down somewhere in the town square and continued his carving.
He had yet to meet many other wolves and he wondered if there were pups in the pack. He continued to carve and let his mind wander. He was happy to have found a pack. He looked down at his carving and found that he had been carving the leader of the pack. Maybe he could give it to her. He tried to put fine details into the wood and for the most part was doing a great job. Maybe the pack leader would like what he did. Maybe the pack needed something repaired or something.
He had yet to meet many other wolves and he wondered if there were pups in the pack. He continued to carve and let his mind wander. He was happy to have found a pack. He looked down at his carving and found that he had been carving the leader of the pack. Maybe he could give it to her. He tried to put fine details into the wood and for the most part was doing a great job. Maybe the pack leader would like what he did. Maybe the pack needed something repaired or something.