His nose twitched as his green eyes snapped open. His head rose and he gave a great yawn, stretching his paws and curling his tongue. The morning air was fresh and crisp in his lungs. Rasp slapped his lips together as a small breeze blew the ties of his black head band into the air. In three seconds flat he was on his feet.

The sleepy tiredness in his bright eyes was gone. It had vanished. Instead it had been replaced by a strange crazyness that nothing seemed to be able to control. His paws pounded faster and faster on the ground. Butterflies and grasshoppers where leaping away from his feet as he dashed through the feild of wild flowers, spraying pollen everywhere. Rasp laughed. It was high pitched, insane, absoloutely wacko, but it was his laugh. He leap into the air, and landed with a heavy thud on his side in the flowers. Rasp panted happily in the grass. He seemed to be in a strange fotress of green now, with the tall grass surrounding him.

His nose tickled. It flickered. It twitched. And then, with a mighty "AAH-CHOOOOOO!" he sneezed. Rasp sat up and wiped his nose with his "wrist" and stood up again. His stomach growled, "Now tummy, we shall finds food, and then we can eats now, yesh. No needs to growlies. We shall find yummies soons enough," He pranced across the meadow, skipping, if a wolf could skip.

He scented something. Something delightful upon the breeze. He immeadiately headed towards it. Rasp stumbled into the woods that surrounded the meadow, still covered in yellow pollen. THe smell was becoming stronger. It was beconing him! He stretched out and began to run now through the woods, his tongue lolling as he drooled slightly. And then he stumbled upon what was clearly another creature and its kill. He skidded to a halt.

Midnightlance stood victoriously over his kill and had one of his paws on it's neck, it was a larg male stag. He smiled proudly, his poofing tactics really helped in his hunting. As he bent his head down about to take a bit of his prize he smelt something other than his food, another wolf. He raised his head up sniffing he looked in the direction and saw somthing really small by the social plain. He squinted his yellow eyes," Who's there and don't try running I know you're there?" his deep voice vibrated off the branches.

Rasp trotted into view, his head high and his tongue lolling,. "HISIES!" he said, brightly, wagging his tail. He looked down at the deer caracass between the wolf's paws, and grinned again. Well, lookie here. He had found what smelled so gosh darn good. A stag. A big meal. A big deer. FOOD!

His mouth watered a bit and he licked his lips. He looked back up at the wolf, completely miss-reading his expression.

Lance stared at the wolf dully, it would've been so fun to play some sort of trick on him but he wasn't in the mood he was hungry. He looked at how the other wolf was looking at it, he knew that he couldn't eat the whole thingbut why should I give him food, he isn't in my herd suddenly he remebered that he didn't have a herd yet, he pushed that unpleasent thought aside. He took a large bite out of the stage, he then swallowed. Looking at the other cocky he said," it sure tasts good. So filling and tasty." He then he snarled ,"if you're lucky you can have my scrapps." He then started feasting on it, slightly he felt sympathetic but what did he owe that other wolf.

Rasp watched him, hunger in his eyes. Oh goodness, he was going to explode. He wanted something to eat so badly. He layed down, his head on his paws, and stared at the wolf before him eat. FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD! He wanted food and this wolf was TORTURING HIM! He was going to explode. He whined loudly, staring at the deer carcass.

That would be so tasty, deer would taste so good right now...food...

Lance wanted to break out in laughter at the sight of this wolf, but no he kept himself calm of mind. Laughing just might provoke the wolf to attack him and he wasn't interested in beating up some poor wolf for something he caused. He did tough slip a smile and knew that the other wolf was going to get a hefty amount of scraps because he couldn't such an amount even if he wanted to. " Don't worry your self so much it's not going to do you any good," he looked at thr wolf raising an eyebrow,"say what's your name?"