Scar nodded but decided to fall asleep.

Ela had barely coughed at all in her sleep, and her tea was still half full.

Scar smiled in his sleep. He had forgotten about the hole in his cheek completely.

Jelen returned, quietly opening the door and starting to cook.

Scar woke up later and used the objects he had been given.

Jelen was in the living room, sleeping on the couch.

Scar looked towards Ela and he sighed.

The smell of food wafted from the kitchen, and Ela sniffed in her sleep.

Scar knew everyone except these animals would scream at the sight of him. He sighed and wished he hadn't been so stupid.

Augustine jumped off a gigantic oak tree and felt into the lake with a rather large kerflump!
"Sweet mother of the Moon that hurt!" he exclaimed, surfacing. His belly stung from his rather awkward landing. A wolf who was standing at the base of the tree snorted.
"Hah! Fail!!!" he jeered.
"Who the heck are you?" Augustine asked, dragging himself out of the water, his sodden pelt clinging to his fur. He pushed his soaked blue hair out of his eyes. A black wolf stood there. He was rather tall, with a mane of fur around his neck. He wore no shirt (to Augustine's disgust), and had an odd sort of charm around his neck.
"Name's Jace." the black wolf said, sticking out a paw.
"Nice to meet you, Jace." Augustine said, shaking it with some annoyance. He wrapped a fluffy, white towel around his waist. He picked up his clothes and headed towards home. Jace trailed after him.
"Hey, do I know you? You smell familiar." the taller wolf said, his nose twitching. The blue-haired wolf stopped a moment. He turned around to look at Jace.
"I don't think so." Augustine said shortly. He turned around to walk the other way and resume his walk towards home.
"Wait! Aren't you that socially awkward wolf that used to live on the Forestridge Wolf Reservation?" he asked.
Augustine stopped suddenly. "Maybe I was." he whispered.