[Oh yes, he feels very, very clever for this. Clever and... satisfied? Is that what this feeling is? All these strange sensations and feelings doing tight circles around his head until he can't keep track of them. It's so uncomfortable when life is as simple as eat, sleep, and survive. Now there's all these new things.
He leaps to the other tree, and begins to investigate it, upsetting a nest and dropping it down without even looking to see if there's anything in it, just because there might be. He can't be choosy about what a wolf might eat, because his friend is hungry and he needs to do something about that.
His friend?
He pauses, flicking his ears a bit as he considers this strange, foreign word. Friend. It has a good feeling. He accepts it. And in accepting it, he can keep hunting.]
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He leaps to the other tree, and begins to investigate it, upsetting a nest and dropping it down without even looking to see if there's anything in it, just because there might be. He can't be choosy about what a wolf might eat, because his friend is hungry and he needs to do something about that.
His friend?
He pauses, flicking his ears a bit as he considers this strange, foreign word. Friend. It has a good feeling. He accepts it. And in accepting it, he can keep hunting.]