What is to come?

Dreams were a peaceful thing for the pup. In a dream you could be anyone, be anything. What did Noen want to be? A cloud. So pure and soft looking, sitting high in the sky to look over everyone and everything. But he'd be a blue cloud. He liked that color. It was neat! Perhaps his mama, papa, and Alna would be clouds with him. A cloud family! He saw neat ones in the sky sometimes.

Noen would stir, hearing his mama's voice. He'd let out a soft yawn, getting to his paws and half crawling to the den entrance. "But mama... I'm still sleeeeepy..." Or at least he was until he saw the familiar form of his father. Immediately he'd snap awake, rushing to Allen's side. "Papa! Papa I missed you!" He'd rub up against Allen's leg, ducking between them when he saw Arian.

"Papa! Papa there's a strangerrrr!" The boy would whine in a whisper, keeping ducked between Allen's legs. Maybe she hadn't seen him.