Silvertip Mountain Throw caution to the wind

Another wolf answered and FitzDuitful paused. Who was that? Then he remembered Chaska, the wolf he had accepted into the pack a few days ago. Happy, Fitz barked out that he was on his way and ran towards the noise. It was an exhilarating run and he skidding to a halt in front of the  grey, male wolf.

"Hi Chaska!" he said, joyfully, "It's good to see you again, how are you getting on?" He tried to remember what trades the male had been interested in. He vaguely remembered a discussion about Chaska becoming a warrior  but, in truth he had been very distracted that day. It had been a while since his discussion with Bindi but he still hadn't really talked to Raissa about it - that was still on his to do list now. The puppies were close to arriving and FitzDutiful was taking the cowards way out and not discussing any major points with her. He recalled how she had blown up about making Bindi beta.

But now wasn't the time to worry about that, now was to be focused on Chaska. He waited for a question to be answered.