With his own kind

Tokens eyes narrowed and he leaned back slightly, folding in on himself more: 'Why wouldn't you hurt me?' He asked, glancing off to the side, embarassed and afraid.

"Oh..." He said, a human expression that he'd learned in the last few years he'd lived in human society.

"Token." The boy introduced, pointed at himself, by was of intoduction.

Token instinctivly wrapped his arms around Snowpaw's neck, burrowing his face into the fur. He whined, wishing he was back with the wolves he loved so much. But the people had taken him from the wolves, taken him from his home.

Token leaned on the cat, that was now sitting beside him. "Snowpaw will be... Token's pack?" He asked hopfully, ears pressed flat against his head as if to ward off any dissapointment. He hadn't had a pack since... since the wolves. And this creature had been so kind to him. Like the alphas, who'd taken him in. He just wanted some family and friends, anyone he could turn to. He didn't like being a Lone Wolf.

(Yeah! XD)

Token grinned, spirits rising higher than theyd been in... well, since he was taken from his back. He laughed happily, allowing his face to be washed as he swunghis feet down from the branch, swinging them back and forth. "Token happy!" The boy announced grinning from one doggy ear to the other doggy ear.