He hadn’t meant to fall asleep. Quite frankly, falling asleep out here, in the middle of nowhere, was incredibly stupid. Well, it wasn’t exactly nowhere – his pack territory wasn’t too far off – but still. He’d found what seemed to be an old den (or a very old cache) and stuffed himself inside, curious. The shade had been so nice, the soil damp and cool and inviting, and he just…

Dozed off…

He hadn’t really thought he was that tired. With a jack-cracking yawn, Reyes pulled himself out and shook the cool earth from his dark coat, squinting as he glanced around for the perpetrator. Or perpetrators. “Ain’t it kinda early in the day for frogs?” he mumbled to himself, sniffing the wind. For some reason, he thought they waited until the dark.

But then again, it was kind of early for a nap, too.