James looks out the window longingly.<em> I wish I could be down there taking samples and exploring. It’s a shame that this planet is so young.</em>James was used to checking for stability within the soon to be colonized planets. His political opinions had yet again held him back from rising within the ranks. He was a wolf for Christs sake he should be the top dog. He walked out the door with a sigh. Time for a coffee. He walks down the cold halls to the cantina are grabbing a coffee before sitting down and reading over his notes scratching his chin as he travels deeper into his own thoughts.<em>If only I had something exciting to do something to challenge me instead of the wiggling of the amoebas on this small planet.</em>He was used to being free to roam not trapped inside this metal prison.Running through the woods was his freedom, not to mention the perks of staying in good shape. At 6'4 he was large in his form a true Alpha among his animal bretheren. Soon he would have to find something to chase something to hunt.