For @Pip -- midday, south side of the territory.
Felix, though not as loud as his younger sister, and not as bold as his older sister, still had no shortage of curiosity, nor did he suffer any great inhibition. As days passed his parents allowed the pups more and more freedom to wander within the bounds of Grizzly Hollow. Thankfully for the trio of adults, the young boy had yet to develop any interest in what lay beyond the cedarwood forest. His curiosity was sated still by a shiny pebble, or a butterfly he hadn’t seen before.
Today was such a day, though it was a dragonfly he followed through the heart of the territory and then further south. Thankfully, the tiny creature perched often, or Felix would not have been able to keep up. As it were, he still tripped over his feet two sizes too large whenever he tried anything faster than a jog.
He had all but caught up to the graceful bug when something pattered overhead. Squinting, the prince glanced up at the top of the trees – seeing nothing, he looked for his new friend, only to find the zippy little creature gone. “Buggy?” he called, to no avail. The pattering was growing louder. Brows furrowed, Felix glanced up again – this time, he was greeted with a thunderous rain, clouds bursting overhead. The boy yelped his dismay and pressed his body to the trunk of the tree; he should have followed Buggy when he had the chance!