All welcome!
It was hard to be inside of the glittering cavern and not think of River. With that being the case, he spent as little time in the pack's main den area as he could, to the point that he possessed his own, separate sleeping quarters. He'd never liked curling up alone to slumber, but the search for his childhood friend had gotten him used to such necessities of solitude, and with the other young man gone it... hurt to touch other wolves.
His heart was building a wall and he didn't know that he wanted to stop it.
He crawled from his private quarters now, having just woken minutes before. The sky was darkening and it was time for him to pitch in to the pack he owed his allegiance to. He sniffled and sneezed upon meeting the cold air before adjusting to the wintry winds and setting off.