Sage wandered through the woods, the bitter winter winds biting at his skin. He enjoyed the cold much more than the warm. He was born here! It's where he belonged. His thoughts took him back to the dark sanded shores where he was born. He remembered his first pack, Glaciem. Playing on the shore with this siblings and other pups. Where were they all now?
The man's head snapped up as a familiar call echoed through the trees. Something familiar in it peaked his curiosity, and soon he found himself moving to the source. As he broke through to the clearing, his heart stuck in his throat. He saw his old friend Odette standing in the middle of the clearing. A massive grin adorned his face, tail wagging directly behind him. He quickly moved to where she stood.
"Miss Odette!" was all the man said. He stood near the middle of the clearing eyes brimming with happiness. Perhaps he hadn't lost them all.
