Song of Storms-A Magical Wolf Pack (duh, that's why I put it in this section)

Stormbreeze looked curiously at the strange wolf, then finally said, "If it is the will of the stars, I guess there's no way getting around it."

Tyto narrowed his hard pale blue eyes. "You can't escape your fate." he whispered cryptically. "What about the rest of you?" he demanded. "Will you stay?"

Sarria flipped down from the rocky ledge she had readied herself apon and nodded.

[Thanks Socky, and I fixed the link]

Kia looked around crossly, her long violet and black tail held high, yet flicking back and forth with agitation. She scented other wolves nearby, to close to her little 'den' in the woods.

Stormbreeze shifted his gaze back to the red and white wolf. "So where is the camp?" he queried.

((Queered?! XD Queered means to spaz out! You're thinking of queried, I believe. :lol:))

Tyto met the wolf's steady gaze. "South-east." Realizing with a jolt that he was the only one of these wolves that was taught directions, he added smugly, "Follow me." and raced through the forest.

Stormbreeze paused, puzzled by the wolf's wit, and quickly raced after him.

((What do you mean, queered? XD *shifty gaze*))

((Oh, ya, ya, very clever. XD))

Bladeclaws dashed behind the group, running quickly. She raced up next to Tyto, slowing her gait once she reached his side. Now she was traveling at the same speed as he was, and looked ahead. "Where are we going, exactly?" She asked.

Tyto glanced sideways at the she-wolf who had raced up to meet him. "Camp." he growled dismissively. "Where else." It wasn't a question so much as it was a statement, and lowering his head, pushed onward. "....And here we are." Tyto stared proudly at his camp. Though he hadn't planned to make a pack in the first place, he'd already cleared old bader sets and dens out, replacing the nests with fresh moss.

Sarria skidded to a halt, and surveyed the camp. "Perfect." he blank eyes showed curiosity, and she lightly cantered in.

Tyto leapt to the top of the alpha den, which was a hill of stone. "I'm afraid I can't offer you anything to fill your bellies," he announced. "But we won't go hunting tonight. You hardly know the territory. We'll go hunting in the morning. Right now I want you all to get some sleep."

Sarria nodded. "My stomach beckons, but my mind pleads." She trotted in the direction of the dens, and selected a large den.

Tyto cocked his head at the wolfess's strange words. "She sure is a mystery," he mused, hopping down from the hill of stone and padding into his own den.

Sarria yawned, and laid at the back of the den. Her tensed muscles relaxed as she gazed out at the camp from her side.

((NEXT DAY))

Sarria brushed her front paw over her muzzle as she slept, a ray of sunshine gliding into her den.