Bagre

Bagre was an adolescent now, but still had some growing to do. But already, his large frame hinted at the big size he'd end up being. His lush black coat was thin with the summer, but it would soon begin to fill out for the coming fall.

Heading away from his terra, Bagre set out to do some exploring for his own. Maybe catch some food? Or maybe just meet someone? He didn't know.

White Fang

the young female wolf trotted lithley and silently into the new place. She noticed the male but took no fright in him for she knew how to take caree of herself. She was seeking acceptance into a pack. But so far, she didnt know which one. She was fast and cunning which made her an excellent hunter or guard.