04-08-2009, 11:18 PM
He stood there, lowering his head looking away from the oncoming beings that would come, these where not a home for him, he knew that and new that his mother would love him to respect any one that would come to greet him. The Bow heard the paw’s slamming against the ground not of one…not of two but three wolves. The grey male shifted his ears, as his mother and brother came up, followed by a small child. He relished his mother’s love as his tail lifted up and shook.”Your hard to find Momma!”