The wolf had found a nice spot that had been warmed by the sun. So the stone he was currently sprawled out on, taking a nap on, was warm to the touch. It'd been heated up by the sun for hours before Isaac had made his way there and just flopped down. He had managed to get himself stuck in his wolf form, and so was hanging around in the preserve just relaxing, and napping when he felt like it. He'd even hunted down some hares and ate them. So his fur had specks of matted blood around the muzzle, and on his paws. Not that he really cared while he was in his wolf form.
He was half asleep, only kind of aware of his surroundings, just letting the sounds of nature lull him into a comfortable doze, just enjoying the warmth of the summer and the sun. More or less basking in it. The spot he was laying at, was close to where his bag was hidden, with a set of clothes, and things he always carried with him, like sketchbook, pencils, phone, headphones, and his brother's dogtags. Among some other small things.