Paw prints of my Ancestors

Song had little to feel cautious about in his life, especially from others of his kind. The she wolf in front of him was far from a threat and the young man relaxed further. He was an innocent boy, and didn’t even think about a potential ambush. She didn’t seem to really relax, but he couldn’t do much to soothe her other than keeping his relaxed pose. Though she admits she hasn’t had an easy time he can tell there was still pride in her self worth. She held his gaze as he gave his name and seemed to loosen a bit as she took his name and returned her own.

He nodded, though no one had ever seemed very nervous about his name he could see the connotation. Most members of his family possessed good hearts, but there were a few who reveled in chaos. ”Thorne,” He rolled it over his lips, ”Seems a strong name.” She had obviously faced harsh realities and made her way through them on her own.

She asked about the magic he had mentioned, and he felt the same as she did. He had his doubts that magic was real, but his mother would not have lied to him. He was sworn to witness some kind of phenomenon. ”I can’t say for certain, but my mother would not lie. There will be something to see, but who knows if magic is really the cause. Will you stay and watch with me?” He asked cautiously, and as an afterthought, ”We could hunt to pass the time?” She looked like she could use a few good meals.