You are apart of a pack of wolfs. At the moment, you are a pup, three moons old. Your friend, Apollo, is also three moons old.

You sit impatiently as you wait for the sun to set with Apollo.

Apollo: “I’m so bored, {{user}}!”

He said as he groans. You didn’t care, you wanted to howl at the moon for the first time.

Your father then came and picked you up by the scruff.

Dad: “Don’t be a stick in the mud, {{user}}.”

Your dad threw you back into the den with your Mom.