IN MY PAWPRINTS (JUP)

 The jubilant yearling had traveled back East, from the southern lands that she'd taken a liking too. She moved at a bouncy trot,  and happy little hum leaving her as she sniffed around the grounds near the base of the giant rock before her. The air here was acidic, and she wondered why. What was up there? Why was this mountain of rock different then others? Why did it smell so bad?! Staring up at it, she gave a confused snort. If Breen was here, he'd know what to do. He'd know what it was. He'd explain it to her. Why had she left home? Shaking off the sad thoughts, she bounced away hopping around to investigate the dark puddles on the ground. The water was murky and she sniffed it carefully. Was it safe to drink? Tentatively she lapped at some of the droplets. It didn't taste bad, and she didn't realize how thirst she was. When she was done, she bounced through the puddle, casting water all over herself. 

 
She didn't care that she was a mess. Whom did she have to impress? No soon had she thought that, did she smell another wolf- and she turned towards the scent. "Hello?!" She nearly shouted her tone excited. "Who's there?!" She called, her tail waving behind her. A friend?! She needed a friend! Bouncing slightly, she'd hope they'd show themselves. 

"Burn Baby Burn"