Wolf RPG

the twin boy lay between her paws. she had carried him to the edge of the tangle, letting the others range out behind her. it would soon be time for a sea-outing, to let the babies wander in the salt that would be their birthright.
chani had come home, but she had not yet seen sobeille, and pondered this as the sunrise glistened to morninglight.

the salt-laden air in his lungs was like an elixir; he breathed it in as if he were starving for oxygen, tiny nostrils flared, little mouth slightly agape.

he looked up at his mother, muzzle turned to the sky, the whites of his eyes showing stark against his pelt.

he was darkening upon his face and extremities, though the rest of his pelt still burned deep and vivid red. just like maman. he would soon be proud of their resemblance;

for now, though, he marveled at the new atmosphere.

ahh, he remarked wordlessly, mouth splitting to reveal teeth slowly erupting in those infant jaws.