Sphaler 🪨

Sphaler bounded through the forest, his paws barely touching the ground as he searched for the perfect sedimentary rock. His obsession with these rocks was well-known among the pack, but he didn't care. To him, they were the most fascinating things in the world.

"Hey Sphaler, what are you doing?" Okasa's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Sphaler turned to see the huntress, Okasa, standing behind him. She was always so serious and focused on her duties.

"I'm looking for the perfect rock," Sphaler replied, his eyes scanning the ground.

Okasa let out a sigh. "Sphaler, you know you have training lessons to focus on. You can't let your fixation on rocks distract you from your duties."

Sphaler's ears drooped. He knew Okasa was right, but he couldn't help his love for sedimentary rocks.

Okasa's expression softened. "I understand, Sphaler. But you have to learn to balance your passions with your responsibilities. That's what being a member of the Kafila pack is all about."

Sphaler nodded, understanding what Okasa was trying to tell him. She may be stoic and serious, but she always had his best interests at heart.