Wolf RPG

Fireblaze was hunting along the borders, just for a mouse or two, when she caught an unfamiliar scent, in their territory. Hackles raised, Fireblaze growled as loudly as she could. The intruder stepped out of the shadows.

It was a wolf with the same build as Fireblaze, and it, no, she had green eyes. One was messed up. Her tail was jet black, and it was wagging. Fireblaze stopped growling. This wolf looked not a day over 1. "Follw me," Fireblaze said gruffly. "I need to take you to Perry."

Firestorm was sniffing around the territory, trying to find her sisters scent, when all of a sudden, a huge wolf loomed over her. This new wolf had a blue and a black eye, and was jet black down her entire body.

The rays of sunlight cast a purplish look upon her. When she told Firestorm to follow her, she did, of course. "Who Perry," she asked, her speech almost fully developed. Her tail wagging harder, she waited for an answer.

"Perry is your new pack leader, if I am correct," the other wolf said. She stopped, the turned around. "What is your name?" Firestorm didn't know if she should answer, but she did anyways. "Firestorm." She barked bravely.

Fireblaze dropped her jaw open, as far as it would go. "You-your Firestorm? I'm y-your sister, Fireblaze." Tearing up the short distance between them, Fireblaze nuzzled Firestorm's pelt, in complete shock.

All her life, Fireblaze had assumed her sister was dead, that without their mom, she wouldn't survive. And now, here she was. Standing. Right. In front. Of. Fireblaze.