Red Run

The young red wolf padds through the zone,his pools of ice gleaming.His blood red pelt shoon in the morning sun.He sat down on the soft turf and let out a long,sweft,soft,yet strong,howl.He waited there silently for an answer from either packs.

Umay

The alphess heard the howl and quickened her pace to the border. She stopped at the edge and gazed out over a type of wolf that she had never seen the likes of. But, he was surely a wolf, she told herself. Umay gave a short howl to catch his attention, "If you are seeking a pack, you are welcome in mine."