Rage lay within the den, his head placed between his forepaws, yawning softly, his tail curled about his side, the tip absently flicking this way and that. glittering orbs of firey red danced along the area, casting his gaze to spill forth, as though in search for something, perhaps the others... this place was still all new to him, having been out on his own for so long, then finally having been accepted within a pack, t'was something he had yet to get used too, although it had been much of a relief to know there were others who now cared for him. Smiling softly to himself, the thought quite comforting, he could definitely learn to like this.