This wolf is currently on a breeding cool down. She will be able to fall pregnant again in 3 rollovers! This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
Melinda May taught the class about wind direction and scents that can reveal your position if the threat is downwind. Turns out Scribe of the Sun is the best at hiding if she just rolls in the dirt first!
Curdle has always been protective of his brother and sister, Stain and Scribe. They were sold for there pelts by traders and had a day left before they would be skinned.
"What are we going to do? We can't let them-" Curdle was franticly pacing in the dark cage.
"Stop that. You know I will find a way out, I always do." Stain was the oldest of the group, and the most talented with sharp weapons.
Stain was about to devise his plan when something happened outside. Snarling interupted his thoughts, human blood filled the air. A comotion raged for at least ten minutes. The cage they were in was draped over with a towel, causing there vision to be limited. In a sudden moment, everything grew silent. A wolf the same age a scribe ducked his head in. His face was covered by a white mask, and scribe thought he was pretty. They got a glimpse of him before he quickly dissapered and the towel got dragged off of the crate.
"Well well, what have we here?" A brown wolf with white eyes had a sly look on her face. "Darling, I found some pets."
"I told you your not calling me that." A white wolf also without pupils, was seemingly annoyed until his blank stare landed on them.
Arnica Meadow
Pupsitter 
Pupsitter