Silvertip Mountain The world around me

She smiled at him, and everything in that moment fell into place. This was the she he had known for the entire time he had been born. However, rather than keep her beautiful eyes on his squinting face, his sister turned away.
 
A dark figure appeared to steal the limelight. Mason hesitated, a thread of doubt pawing at his insides, but he dutifully picked himself up and tottered after June. Within a breath he was at her side, and he hunkered along her length for a second or two, mottled grey fur melding into the purest white. With a mother behind and a father alongside, they were inherently safe. Despite this Mason stood once more, ensured he towered to his full miniscule height, and let out a small purling growl as yet another wolf descended onto the scene - he could only just see her from her distance.
 
Ryuu was a different colour to Bindi, and she was... whole, for want of a better word. Bindi's white-fronted chest was one of the few things about her that wasn't battle-scarred. Mason watched Bindi inquisitively, keeping his defensive posture alongside his little sister who had not yet learned to stand.