He had not been feeling well. His body ached at times. Flames felt like they were crawling through his skin. He found he just wanted to be in a cool, dark place most the time. But he could never escape the dreams.

The pup finds himself with a choice, but knew little of consequences. When presented with the options, he looks to the third door and entered without much thought. Hemlocke lopes forward through the door, and his eyes meet a full sight of wolves all over a chained wolf.

He felt the desire to bite. So many strangers. He had met so few before, and felt almost overwhelmed by the flood of wolf bodies. Yet, many were attacking the chained wolf...and this triggered something within Hemlocke. His mind registered the wolf as a threat. The younger wolf darted forward, and his sharp, young teeth aimed to aid in the death of this wolf. He would try to rip and rend flesh, grabbing on and shaking his head with great vigor and might!