Getting Into Trouble

Emery whimpered quietly as the woman shielded him from the angry vixen, both females baring sharp teeth at the other. The vixen was likely just defending her kit, though it had been the one to start of this all. The wolf pup lowered his tail between his legs, his ears lowering and his eyes reflecting fear. It took a moment for Emery to realize that the she wolf was trying to get him to move.



At first Emery stumbled a bit over his feet, though he was trying hard not to move too fast. He looked up to the she-wolf helping him, his small body shaking as he answered her. "I think my mom is back at the den with my brothers... I don't know where my dad is... I've never even met him." The little pup peeked back over at the vixen, who was disappearing through the bushes with her own kit.



Emery let out a little sigh of relief, looking back to the she wolf. "They're leaving. I think we'll be okay." Emery came to a stop, straightening his posture and sitting down neatly to make himself look presentable. [b]"My name is Emery... what's yours?"