Valanga’s head cocked at the gigantic male and the smile that crossed over his features. What was he smiling about? All he had done was say hello to her dad. Her attention quickly diverted as more wolves arrived, her tail waving in an arch with every new face. She greeted her mother by bumping her head against her leg then turned her attention on two older ladies, her tongue lulling out of her mouth as she sat before them.“Hello, my name’s Valanga, what’s yours?” She introduced, looking between them excitedly. She turned her head, still grinning broadly as the squat toad-like male approached, who was promptly greeted by a bright red male. The rapport the packmates shared between each other was comforting and even in her youth she understood how a pack became a family.
