Phoenix Maplewood storm surge

He understood that the wolves before them had offered to let them rest, but still he held on to his suspicion and fear of them. His narrowed eyes were focused on the backs of their heads as the family moved into the territory, and he held closely to his father. His tail hung limply behind him, and he carried his head below his shoulders. He made not a sound, though on several occasions he had to stop himself before another growl could escape.