[/html]Progress, all the packs had made it. Anu felt that the war had stunted their growth, caused them to dwindle slowly and Anu could hardly bare the thought that in time they could come to nothing. A wolf pack needed new blood. They needed the growth that pups brought and she feared that there were no litters in their near future. She could not give the pack another trio of sons, her time had passed. It was not that she did not think her body could carry them, but the trials of love were beyond her now. They needed to develop and become more so that the pack would flourish as it had in the past.
His words broke her thoughts, and Anu turned to examine his work. The tree looked balanced, the weight even on each side. The gray wolfess nodded, You have an eye for this. She spoke softly, giving the large dark male a pat on the shoulder. Though he had never done it before, he could certainly shape a tree.