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Piper

The day was crisp, but beautiful. Large patches of clouds cast long shadows against the Montana terrain. The sun was held high in a bright blue sky, giving the impression of warmth, but the air bit cold around Piper's nose and toes. The colors of ember glistened in the autumn foliage and shone in spite of the breezeless weather. Fate would have it that Piper and Kalden embarked their new chapter in the embrace of Tutha Dé.

She didn't know much about the pack before they joined, just that Kalden loved the mountains. She didn't press why he was drawn to the elevation. She preferred the softer flow of the meadows and valleys down below, but she wanted to make him happy. She flicked her ear towards him as they walked the land together, letting the ground take them where they needed to go.

"Should we make a den?" She chirruped, her soprano tone jingling like bells in midst of the autumn wake. She turned to Kalden, bumping her hip into his muscled stomach in affection. "The ground will be too hard to manage later."

Kalden

A new home, that was an odd concept. Kalden had ranged far in the past, but only to prove he could. Being in the nearly blue fields of this unfamiliar mountain was exhilarating to say the least, but it was incredibly jarring. The journey to their new home in the short weeks after he and Piper had met and whirled into true adulthood had been eye opening. Hunting was a great deal more difficult when literally nothing could be relied on but oneself.

At least the pack had been more than welcoming to the happy couple. Even the little area Kalden had claimed - the view of the gigantic lakes in the area was spectacular. Some pines and spindly other trees gave just enough weather guarding to keep him calm about the coming months. But a gentle nudge at his belly reminded the stoic male that he was not alone. Certainly not alone, what a feeling.

Piper's creamy, light fur was firmly at his side, with the question of a den lingering in the air. Oh, right. Shelter. Time to dig.

"Very right, Piper. I just about forgot. There, under those big trees will do great. How's the view here?" Without truly waiting for a reply, Kalden set about his den digging in earnest. Had to keep his little wolf warm tonight.