((You know that ocelot marking in FH? Rook is black with something like that marking in dark purple... practically blends with the black. Still debating if he's got a white chest patch or not.))
Rook padded lightly around a den, nose working overtime as he tried to identify the odd scents that came from within. A fly buzzed around his head and he flicked his ear trying to rid himself of the irritating bug. The dark wolf peered into the medic's den but couldn't really make out anything. Flicking his ear, he turned his head towards the leader and medic. They seemed to be talking, but he was just out of range to hear. Obi's stern gazed seemed to fall on him for a moment. Perhaps he was looking at the den? Regardless, Rook flattened his ears and turned to find a comfy place to snooze. A mighty howl erupted from the leader. Must be important... Flicking an ear, Rook padded over with his head low, avoiding eye contact with Obi at all costs, and sat.
((holy crap... forgive the fail post. I haven't rp'd in ages!))