He could hear the voices as the mist swirled before him – the intricate designs in the swirl of air fascinated him, and while he was focused on the conversation, he found himself losing interest in the entire situation – after all, Hypatia had seemed to find his siblings.

His weight shifted, and when he heard the voice of his older sister drift even closer, his face lit up in a small grin as he caught view of the rich golden hues of her pelt. Bouncing forward from the den entrance, and possibly almost colliding with Evy, his bright puppy eyes gleamed as they cast upward to Hypatia’s features, his nose bumping forward to her shoulder. Y’foun’ her, he practically squawked, his paws dancing upon the cool and damp ground as his eyes traced back to his sisters. His tail waved through the air to reveal his contentment with the situation, and without waiting for an answer, the boy bounded back to the den entrance. As fascinating as the mist was, he wasn’t about to get lost in it like his littermates.

His muzzle tilted back over his shoulder to see if he could see them, but once more, the thickness of the fog curled in, sweeping between them and eluding them from his vision. Uttering a bark to announce his presence in the den, the ivory boy swept himself inside, curling up at the back of home and tucking his nose firmly beneath the tip of his tail. His bright eyes stared at the entrance, waiting for his sisters to come forward.. but it would seem the land of sleep would claim him instead – he was, after all, still very much a baby.