Tornado

Shooting up the hill, Tornado finally comes to rest as he reaches the other side of it. Panting after his panicky flight, the half-grown pup regains his breath enough to resume his piteous wailing, crying out to the cruel world to tell it of his troubles. His loud cries soon turn into a howl. His tongue can't reach his injured maw to clean it, so he doesn't bother with it.

Tornado

After a long while, Tornado decides to find some food. He was starving. The mostly grown pup sets off to find food, heading towards the pack to the south of their's.