Something In The Water

He was not too far away from the call of a wolf. He was mildly enjoying his day searching for insects and practising leaps. But perhaps this chilly autumn day was not the best for exploring. He was not quite sure what to do, but he followed the paw steps of others. He always imagined meetings were for the older wolves but he could not resist to hear all the news. As one of the youngest members of the pack, it was important for him to know what was going on. Nimbly twisting and turning through the massive paws of the adult members, he found his brother close by. He sat down beside him while listening to the conversations of the gathering wolves. His leafy eyes soon found the muscular man who had called this meeting together. He had silky white fur covering his large frame with strange markings under his golden eyes. He looked like a fighter, strong, brave and an idol to the pup's eyes.

"Is that Bass?" He asked his brother curiously. He had heard little of the Abaven leader, but the name had been tossed around in his mind.