Silvertip Mountain The kids aren't alright

Mason’s body thrilled with excitement. June turned to him and babbled a few syllables which were tinged with enthusiasm. Mason nodded his head encouragingly, mottled ears bobbing. She gently rocked a pebble with her petite paw and it made a noise – Mason was overawed by this large place and he wanted his father’s reassurance. He turned back to the spot where he had last spotted Papa… but he wasn’t there any more. Mason’s entire body dropped an inch and let his breath out with a soft whine.


He looked back to June, to find that a giant wolf had stepped in and was correcting his sister’s stance. Instinctively his hackles rose, lifting the motley fur of his scruff, but it didn’t take him long to see a familiar face. Ryuu had been to see them before. With the trustonly a child can give, Mason stepped towards Ryuu, and curled around her front leg, until he stood underneath the aspiring puppysitter’s belly. He gazed out at June and invited her into this temporary shelter with a shrill “Ih?”