GENESIS

The pitiful wail of a pup, jerked her attention from her doze, and she was on her feet in a flash racing towards it. Her mind working faster than her lithe form, thinking of what could be wrong, to say she was relieved to not be the first one to him was an understatement. Argent was there, and two other she-wolves, and the pup was an odd looking fellow. Immediately she gathered that something wasn't right with him. Slowing to a walk, she stepped towards him carefully, taking in his scent and appearance. He needed a meal, that was evident. Obviously the others had spoken to him, and she stopped near Argent, resting on her haunches awaiting an answer, to whatever they had asked him.