Renzo headed for the entrance of the pack's home. They weren't much wolves left and as a pack wolf, he must protect the camp while the hunting parties were out. His ears, eyes and nose were all alert, trying to spot something that seemed out of the ordinary. There weren't even much noise besides the wind, the leaves rustling against it and some birds. Other small animals tend to scamper away once they know that there is a pack of wolves that has made their home in one place. He smelled a single rodent, a vole, nearby. His stomach suddenly growled.

"Better eat something then..." He muttered to himself as he dropped to the ground and slowly approached where he had smelled the vole. Once he spotted it, he sprinted towards it and caught it. It was quite plump. He picked it up and headed for the entrance once more and began to eat. He waited for the hunting parties to get back.