Post by ~Whisper~ on Aug 30, 2006 18:06:20 GMT -5
Neit wandered with the young pup in her maw, trying to find, perhaps, a pack to join. Or just a place to live for the time being. Her silver mitts sparkled in the light, and they stopped suddenly, for she scented that they had arrived at the border of a packland. Setting the pup down carefully and licking her once, Neit threw back her head and sang her song, requesting acceptance from the Alpha.
