another year goes by

Twig wasn’t a ranked hunter, but that didn’t prevent her from answering the call offered to her. She hadn’t talked to Brandr yet, but as she came into view of the small gathering she recognized the other wolf their The young she wolf smiled at Benedict as she came close. Her tail wagged softly as she offered the wolf who had taught her to fish a big grin before nodding politely to Brandr.

”Hello, boys!” She offered in her usual chipper tones. She hadn’t lost the smile on her features since her uncle Solor let her know she was going to be a cousin to his babies. For so long she didn’t even know she had an uncle, and now she was going to have little bitty cousins! She couldn’t wait to get to know them. ”I’m, Twig. Hunting enthusiast at your service.” She chirped with a wag of her tail as she sat back on her haunches and awaited instructions.