This pup is odd... Anything you tell him, he forgets after a few seconds. His eyes are sleepy, as if he was deep in his thoughts. It's nearly impossible to communicate with him, so he doesn't do much. Mainly eats, sleeps and walk's arround with an unconssious look on his face. Sometimes he shoks everyone, when he steps in the middle of a conversation and whispers a solution to a troubling problem. Last week we coldn't find a way to the other side of the river, that rose and broke the pathway tree in half. When I was arguing with Clear Sky and Honeycomb about what to do, the youngling caugh two beavers by the skin on their neck's and took to a big, high tree standing by the side of the overfilled river. Threatening the two sharp tooth's, he said that he will let them go, if they carv the tree at the root. Though the two small castors bit him in more then two places, he held them in a steel grip, and let them go, only when they agreed to make what he said. When the tree fell with a loud "thump" water splashed and wet us completely and all the birds that lived in the branches escaped with a shreak and flew away. Now we had a new pathway. Well, it still was nearly under water but it was better than nothing.
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Moonlit is now an adult. He's a silent listener, with wise, calm eyes. He helps a lot, taking care of the pups and hunting for the hungry pack. Our den is covered in snow. Honeycomb has a raspy breath, and started caughing recently. We try to treat him, but the cold is getting even worse. I hope all of us will survive this ice moon. The pups love playing in the snow, yet come back shivering and sneezing. Moonlit warmes them with a tight hug, and the younglings snuggle to sleep. He would be a good leader. Yet still it's not time. I don't want to give him the responsability of taking care of a hole pack. It would break him. He is still to young.
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