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A searing pain engulfed his entire head. Groaning the young male squeezes his eyes before slowly opening them. Blinking several times Tyne was finally able to clear his vision. Sitting up wasn’t an easy feat; it felt as if he hadn’t ever moved his limbs before. Stiff and sore he evaluated his unfamiliar surroundings. It was a quiet meadow lightly covered in snow. Tyne hadn’t seen anything like it before. There were no familiar scents in the vicinity of the yearling. Panic had begun to set in as he realized that he had no idea where he was or how he got there. Where am I?!? Where is my pack and parents? Tyne desperately looks around trying to recognize anything.
He jumps to his feet but doesn’t stay there long for they give causing him to crash back into the frozen ground. That’s gonna leave a mark he thinks to himself as he tries again. The agouti male finds his footing and beings to try to get a handle on his new surroundings. He tried to remain as calm as possible but a new wave of emotions began to take over him. He sits down and lets out a small whimper completely unsure of what to do next.