Rising Sun Valley Acorn

A voice caught her attention. As if struck by a jolt of electricity her head snapped up, ears pricked and her bobbed tail raised. She eyed the other wolf, bristling when she realized that this wasn’t an adult- this was another youth, like her.

Had she seen one before? She couldn’t recall. She stared as if in disbelief that any other wolves her age could have ever existed- and yet here he was. 

His posture and expression were curious but tentative. Weak. She felt compelled to assert herself and bounded forward a few paces with a growl, fur lifting along her shoulders. She came to a halt with her front paws side by side, standing as tall as she could. Genetics paid her the favour of being tall and thick-boned. 

What he would do next, when presented with her claim for dominance, would determine her next move.