Wiggling through the dense overgrowth that was clustered beneath the trees. Soika, managed to fit his fluffy mass of pup through the narrow 'secret entrance'. Stumbling into the camp, he didn't seem to notice the leaves and branches that poked out of his white fur. He stalked through the shadows, fumbling over his wings nearly every other step. He tried to keep them tucked at his side. But being only 2 months old, he barely had any control over his glorious attachments. His blue eyes glanced through the clearly. Trying his best to remain unseen, despite the neon feathers that stuck out unnaturally against the pale cave of the camp.