06-12-2008, 05:51 PM
He simply shook his head as his brother spoke, "You're not a stupid pup, your a young wolf. Wolves are born with the best gut feelings and intellect." He lauhged slightly. His dad had told him this when he said he didn't know and he was stupid. "Ya, your father's going to tell you what to do but you should listen while you can. He wont be there forever." Noah was rihgt, he didn't give him the chance. He smiled at his brother and woofed, "Well then how about we give you a chance now little brother." He took a doninating position. Tail raised, muzzle held into the sun's light, body puffed to look large. It was obvious the hunting had been good for him, the majority of his baby fat had turned into slowly toning muscle. He was now much larger then the balck he had once been, or the one infront of him, "Run!" He snarled as he scrapped his paws in the dirt.