Dragoncrest Cliffs sitting all alone, mouth full of gum

Cameo.

The bird had rested, and seemed more alert for it. Or perhaps the things it observed this time merely required more attention. Whatever the case, the bird was eyeing the wolves down below with clear interest, leaning forward on its low-hanging branch so that it would not miss anything that was said.

The pale shewolf had been a strong one, yes, but there was something different about the power wielded by the dark shewolf down below. Silently did the bird observed this, and near-invisible in its perch. What reason did a wolf have to look up, after all?