Heaven's Chandelier

Even though her pups probably wanted her with them, Silveris couldn't be there at the moment; she had become more strict about others being around them. And so, as it was, the overprotective mother had went late, hoping the pups were asleep. She had found nothing that would bother her pups, and she was beginning to think all was well. Maybe, just maybe, the place she had chosen was so strange, so new, that no other wolves wanted to be there; maybe her pups could grow up in peace. She could settle down here, and they could be a family that bothered nobody. But as she was about to turn her head, to leave, the faint scent of another made her turn her gaze, blue eye searching for anything. Well, so much for her hopes.

White paws carried her towards the scent with surprising speed, speed she hadn't had since she had been with pups. She stopped a distance away to see the other, about to back away and head towards her pups, to tell them that they had to head somewhere else. An island, maybe. Then she shook her head, blinking a little. What was she thinking? This wolf may not be dangerous, and if it was, her pups still couldn't swim. Unless she carried them.....

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think