Otter Creek bleed and blister

It was one of those days, when Osprey's mind was bubbling with new ideas. She had got up in the morning, been able to catch a hare and for some reason this little victory had made all the difference. She was excited, giddy and unable to contain the energy that flowed in her. The best way to rid of it was to do something, go somewhere, make an important discovery. The best way to achieve it was to leave the lands behind and go into the unknown.

The young wolf had been out walking for some time, while her mind traveled the realms of imagination. She came up with new stories, characters and games and felt oh - so impatient to share these with Blue Willow and her siblings. They would be excited to - that was sure. Water! She stopped in her tracks, trying to locate the source and, once she did that, followed the shortest path there.

And what a surprise awaited her there - a wolf she had never seen before. His face was scarred so badly, as if it had been mauled by a dragon. He could well be that tough and rough hero, who was distant to others, made friends with no one and yet had a brave heart and a little soft side too. Now that was a character she had to make acquaintance with - it would probably be once in a lifetime experience.

"Hey! You ain't from around here, are you?" she called over to him, while keeping a safe distance from him. Just in case.