Cool someone made a roleplaying forum! I think I'll be a wolf. May I?

The one eye weasel come out his den (which is me) look at the the cloudy sky," summer going to be wet this year, there a bad storm coming, I can feel it"

Nick: *A human who can speak to animals* What's going on?

The one eye weasel sniff around for a hunt, something to feed his youngs since his wife passed away, he have three youngs to feed, the day becomes night as the storm pass over, there shouldn't be no humans and the wolfs are hopefully asleep those that not asleep hopefully friendly

It took some time but i found a hunt now i can return home to feed my young,what that, i hear a strange noise, could it be a wolf on the hunt, now i'm worried, i must be careful and hurry home

I made it home safely, glad my young are ok and now feed, now i can rest and restore my energy, til tomorrow when i must hunt for myself

*The russian blue/grey she wolf sniffed the ground, trying to catch any scent of prey*