I miss it sometimes
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A stranger’s howl would meet his ears and Shrike would abandon the abandoned rabbit warren he had been nosing at to investigate. Tail was up, wondering if Finch was anywhere about. He liked when she was with him. Finch was almost as cool as he was! Shrike’s bi-colored orbs were shining as he practically bounced his way to the one who made the call.
A male with eye marks like on other members of his family stood within pack lands. He was strange, yet kind of reminded the boy of his dad. Shrike wouldn’t event hesitate, bounding up to the stranger with his tail raised and wagging.
“Hiya! I’m Shrike! Who are you?”
She had been plodding slowly after Shrike, a bit behind him in fear of being left alone again. It seemed that it was quite a habit for her to get left back at the den. While she didn't really mind, she wasn't up for many adventures, she didn't like to be alone. She so trailed behind the multi-coloured boy, when she picked up another man in front of him. She froze, not knowing who he was. Squinting her blue eyes towards him, she sniffed at the air to try to pick up his scent. He didn't smell like anyone she knew, but the marks under her eyes held her interest. It was kind of like how daddies were... Shrike didn't seem to pause at all though, racing right up to the male. Squeaking, the girl ran towards him, ducking down behind her taller brother to hide. She probably would have been better off hiding far away, but there was no one to hide with back there. So she settled with hiding closer, cause... well at least it was hiding. She peeked out from behind his tan rump, two-toned ears falling against her pale skull. Who was this man and why was he calling for her family?
He would draw a bit closer as they increased their pace, his steps awkward and lopsided. His paws were far too big for his body and his ears nearly flopped down as he tilted his head down to sniff at the air. Cautious gaze woulds find the stranger in the distance, and he came to stand near Finch, noting the fear that the small girl held. Lark would study him curiously instead, a small laugh escaping his jaws at Shrike's enthusiasm. "Who are you?" he'd ask with little hesitation, wondering why this man was in their home and feeling as though they deserved an explanation.
When the call rang out, he had made his way slowly towards Chord. He trusted his brother, and knew that he would take care of his little ones. He couldn't help but linger though, he did miss his brother. Also it stressed him out a bit, thinking of his pups just wandering around. He smiled when he saw that Chord had come across the line though, pulling the children away from the border. Good, that was a great plan. The man smiled as he watched just how different his kids were. Shrike bounded right up to him and asked who he was, not a care in the world about who the stranger was. And then Finch came up, the sweet little shy girl who dove behind her brother and peeked out at Chord. Lark came next, his big boy who was a lot more cautious than his more brightly coloured brother. It was so strange, how all these babies that came from two parents were so vastly different. Him and his own siblings were a lot closer, in both looks and personalities. He had thought that it was going to be the same way with his own children, but he was very wrong. He could hardly shine a light on just how vast they ranged from one another. Bass was looking forward to the day they grew larger, to see just what kind of wolves they would become. Leaning against the tree he was standing beside, Bass smiled as he looked on at the meeting, wanting to give his pups a chance to react to the situation without him or Wren there to walk them through it.
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