Imprisoned Within

Since Glaciem had expanded S'alkrie had not been adventuring each and every one of them as much as she would of liked. Her den resided in the sparse pines, and as of late that was the only area she had preoccupied herself in. A yawn would pass from her mouth, Her eyes still drooped lazily. But when she began to pick up the pace her crown would go left to right, alerted by all of her surroundings and who was in it. She soon found herself in the mile high woods where the queen would usually stay. The placid babe would inhale deeply, and soon would be overwhelemed with the scent of a rouge near by. What was going on? Perhaps Isardis was going to accept him? Intrueged- the girl would venture over to find that he was infact in the centre of the territory. She was almost one years of age and obtained the frame of a very small adult wolf. Her head would raise, her defenses set. She had no intention to fight the rouge of, hoping that an adult would come along and take care of the problem. Hopefully.


you dont look like a big bad wolf, you just look like a fool. Your on claimed lands.