Wolf walked around the Pit, walking across the walkways, his hands in his pocket. The way he walked so casually made it seem like he didn't realize there was a huge drop to the ground. He whistled a tune as he did so, making his way down to the Pit floor. He felt the water from the chasm hit him lightly on the arm as he walked and he flinched, and then gritted his teeth. He wished that he could hit the water, take his anger out on it...but that wouldn't do a thing. It frustrated him that there was nothing that he could do to water. But that's just the way the world was. He reached the Pit floor and looked up at the glass ceiling and then back down...and he realized that he wasn't alone.
Divergent