Collecting siblings

Tarnish spared a quick glance down at the fish, noticing a large bull frog half buried in the mud. Hmmmm…. he glanced back up toward the mottled gray wolf only to make immediate eye contact with her as she turned around. "Hello," he chirped. She trotted toward him, introducing herself as Flurry, one of his older sisters. Tarnish knew he had some older siblings but he hadn't gotten around to meeting them all yet. "Yea, I'm Tarnish. I'm fishing! Or I was…" He glanced back down at the water around his feet where the fish had scattered but out of the corner of his eye he could see the bullfrog was still there.

"What are you doing? Are you a hunter for the pack? A warrior maybe?" His little tail started to wag. He had yet to really meet the other fighters and hunters among the raiders ranks.

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