King of the rock

Emerald Island was a beautiful place and Aryn immediately fell in love with it's uniqueness. Some wolves might think it was ugly with the sparse, dying foliage and open plain land but the way the ground was stained green - the way it got it's namesake - and the strange blueish hues among the rocks and plants drew the little pup in with curiosity. It'd become a place she loved to spend time, and as she walked among it's shores she saw not too far away a butt of red and white. Her ears perked and she made her way over in a crouch, skirting around the rocks until she came up in front of the hole where her sister's head was pushed into.

She waited until Lili's head poked back up and plastered a bright smile upon her little maw. "Boo!" The scare was halfhearted, as Aryn did not have it in her to truly frighten any of the wolves she loved. "Whatcha doing?" Her head cocked to the side in curiosity and moved to peer into the small hole that Lili was investigating.