The morning was bright and sunny, despite the change of the season into autumn it seemed that the weather was having one last attempt at a summer time moment. The sky was mostly clear and a beautiful light blue, with only a few small fluffy clouds floating across it, the sun was bright and high in the sky, casting a warm yellow glow across the lands. The leaves that still clung to the trees were startingto turn yellow and red, making the land seem a lot more autumnal and colourful than it had been for a while, the summer flowers had died off, leaving a lack of colour in the lands, the bright petals no longer dotting the green grasses with their splashes of bright reds and yellows and blues, but now at least some other colours had returned to the lands. Small animals were all collecting food for the harsh winter to come, taking it to store for when the cold Canadian winter took hold of the land and food became scarce. Most of the birds were in the process of leaving, or had already left, many of the species that resided here had chosen to move south for the winter, the annual migration being an important factor in their lives, they went there as to survive through the cold winter, only the hardiest of the birds remained here to attempt to brave the winter months, though there were fewer of them than there were last year, many being killed by the heavy snows of last year. In the midst of all this a small wolf with a patchwork pelt of many colours bounced about. She was talking to her horse, Scarlett, a large butter cream coloured mare with a white mane and tail. The patient horse watched her with large dark eyes as the girl bounced from foot to foot, telling the mare about her latest adventures in the lands, about fighting imaginary foes that had been there, the pirates and her newest favourite imaginary baddy, vampires.

The small girl, Robin was rather an excitable creature, she was always making up new stories to tell her siblings and her new favourite companion. She was often making up new games to play as well, either with her siblings or by herself, it was getting to a point where her siblings were getting older and although they still enjoyed in joining in with make believe the trio were not often together anymore, they were often seperated now, doing their own thing, no longer shadowing their parents and causing havoc in the house. The little female was growing fast herself, being the first of her siblings to accomplish shifting and she was in her Optime form this morning, she quite liked it now, despite the wobbling start that she had gotten off to with it, she had not been able to work it at all when she had first shifted, being completely unable to stay upright for more than a few moments at a time, but now she was beginning to find that moving in this form was second nature to her, indeed she had even managed to accomplish a cartwheel in this form now. Now that the little female had worked out how to walk and move in this form she found that, like her father, she preffered it, life was so much easier once one had hands, it meant that she could hold Scarlett's lead rope if she needed to and that she could finally learn to use a bow. The small girl was growing now though and quickly, already she had noticed that she was a lot taller than she had been, no doubt soon she would be close to her adult height. She padded towards the large mare carefully, reaching up a muted grey hand and gently stroking the mare, who ruffled her curled mane with her nose in return, the small girl giggled and bounced away, beginning a game of chase with the large horse. Just as she had hoped Scarlett gave chase and the pair of them began bouncing around one another, Robin giggling and the mare letting out the occasional whinnie as they played.