Windsong

Windsong smiled as he trotted beside Sparkling Creek, yawning. Kalaber wanted him dead, that made him laugh. The brute stopped to take a drink, lapping at the crystal surface. Nice place here. Isn't this where Risen's brother lives? Hah, does he hate Risen, also? Windsong stopped, looking up at a little rabbit across the river. He leaped into the water, splashing as it ran off. A bad wolf could have fun. Water was fun. Windsong rolled in the water, wanting to clean off all the dirt. The water the cold, but not frozen like most of the rivers. It had warmed a little today, melting a little snow and ice off of the area. Windsong climbed onto the snow bank, shaking the water off vigorously until near-dry. He sat their, waiting for someone to tell him off.

Trinket

The 2 year old female wolf walked along the shore staring blindly into the water.She was so bored and lonely.She froze when she heard splashing and her tail immediatly tucked.Where was ridicule when you needed him.She looked up and watched the male wolf.Her tail staying between her legs.She backed away.

Pal came up beside her daughter to see the male who hurt her and her siblings and she growled.Get lost mongrelShe snarled.You are on tyrants land now leave

Sharp edge walked up beside his mother and sister and his tail held up.Get lost or ill rip your little head offHe snarled.They were the children of razor.The children she bore that were 6 months had been left at the den site told to sit there till she returned.

Windsong

Windsong smiled. "Hello Paltisha." Windsong snarled. He looked at Sharp Edge and rolled his eyes. Had all pups become foolish in this generation? He looked amused at Pal. "Hah, Tyrant's a traitor." Windsong snapped, backing up. He was bored already. "Chao." He decided to leave. He pivoted and left the lands, tail held high.