||Renier Saurugol/Ren||Knight||Woods - Camp||Mentions: Estona||

The morning sun had overcome the glorious midnight moon, sending it back into the horizon so it could take its rightful place positioned gloriously in the sky. In a hollowed out log lay a massive brute, his breaths coming out steady and calmly, though, most would know that wasn't him at all. Waking up with a start, Rens head would rise off his large mitts, a yawn emitting from his now parted jaws. Large canines revealed to show he wasn't one to mess with and was meant to be feared. Renier was like a bat, sleeping mostly all day and active during the night hours, and because of this daily routine he had grown a bit too fond of, Ren held enough time in his schedule for other things. Like walks. Ears would twitch with annoyance as everything around him came to life; birds chirping their high-pitched songs, elk calling to the other members of their herds. It was all so bothering to the male.

Crawling out of the log, Ren got up and stretched, bulky muscles flexing underneath his pelt as he took the tension out. After the long while of relaxation, Renier would sigh, the day brought some bad news with it, by now the queen was already up and bossing everyone around like she usually did with her free time. Like the snobby brat she was. Of course, Renier thought there was nothing wrong with leading like this but, his pack mates though different at times. Making his way towards the camp, the familiar scents of his pack would cause a tense vibe in the male as he hesitantly moved onward but soon enough curiosity would grab ahold of him like a bear grabbing onto a salmon with its teeth. Smelling the air once more, the sweeter smell of food would draw him into the camp. Though nobody had noticed Ren yet, he would soon be identified.