RageEliot

Born from his mother, Beetlesnort on the same day she joined; He was a tiny wriggling squished-face brown log with a cedar marking covering his back halfpatch. Covered in mucus alongside his sister, they squeaked and cried the moment they arrived in the comfortable nest, the full moon springing up above in the autumn nighttime air. - Currently, he doesn't seem to be too smart, having only Strength and Speed.

And yet, the second his sister came out of the womb while his mother's tongue licked off the mucus on his tiny fragile body, he'd squeal at the jolt of pain as his squeaking sister tumbled right over him and stepped on his eye. Ow!

July 14th, RageEliot thought it was a good idea to follow a ant trail away from the den, and slipped into the bushes to do so. Infact, it was horrible. When his father approached his son, seeing his once-clean fur now scruffy with unkept fur, and small little bumps all around his paws and face, including nose, he'd sigh. Despite seeing his father's disappointed face, he bared his canines in a light grin and proceeded to remark "I hope your day is as pleasant as you are, dad!". Immediatedly, he was met with a correction nip to the neck, as he yelped and scurried off, whining loudly and scrambling off to his mother, who also gave her own pup a low growl, disappointed.

July 16th, Upon seeing his Father walk past, he trudges in a trot and makes the larger golden-back wolf stop in his tracks and pause. He sits infront of his dad, placing down a small rat carcass next to the larger wolf, grinning with his canines as he says "It's a gift! b- because your so.. thought.. thoughtful and caring!". His father seems to appreciate the gift, and gives him a singular raw turkey egg in return. yummy!

July 16th, RageEliot grumbled and whined when his mentor/pupsitter, SkullStare drags him off along the trail, away from the pack itself in the mountains, past the rocks and steep hills to the crossroads, crossing past the overhanging bulky logs that created an X overhang, they were met with a training Area. The large glaucous shewolf sat infront of him, testing him if he could recognize the herbs presented infront of him. He would huff and shift during the entire lesson, often getting correction nips when he didn't behave correctly but- He did eventually get one right ! despite the fact it took 3 hours..

July 18th. (AUGHH I FORGOT A FUCKING INTERACTION. its fine, whatever. ) - With a hind leg raised, his body shaking in delight as his scruffy paw scratchy at a good spot behind his ear, he perked up when he saw his father approaching. With a smug grin already upon his lips, he watched his father trudge forward with a wagging tail. RageEliot simply comments to the larger brown golden-ticked back wolf that he hasn't been wanting to talk to him as much. "Wolf got your tongue?" the 3 month old pup cynically added, before yelping with a frowning face as his father gave him a correcting nip to the nose with a huff. How rude!

July 21th. Waking up, nestled into his mother's belly, he woke up whimpering and whining with a tucked tail, shuffling over to his father and tumbled over him, nuzzling up to his father's face, whimpering something about a river monster with a bleeding limp leg. Oh for fucks sake..

July 22nd. After hunting with his mentor for the first time, and actually catching something, he trudged through the dens and reach his father's. scrambling over the various bodies of rocks and slipped past the mossy rocks, and into the dark den where he heard his father's breathing. With a shoulder nudge, he dropped the small agouti carcass infront of his nose, smiling idiotically with a simple "Here dad, its a gift for you being so caring." He barked snarkily.

July 25th. Feeling kind today, RageEliot slips past his worried mother who barks at him to come here before the small brown pup disappeared into the crowd, moving swiftly to find his father who was talking to various wolves in the crowded trading center, asking for a few wolves to come with him back to the pack. Silently, he trudges up to SwampDew and places down a small owl talon at his father's side. When Swampdew would pause, looking down at his pup, his gaze softens. "It's a gift for you dad, because your really caring and thoughtful!" he barked softly and earned a little lick to the nose, making him sputter with a small snort.