Blackfeather Woods full moon

A large wolf, even larger than Burke stood over two of his pups. The white one hang limp in it's jaws. A small flicker of fear that the white one was already dead rushed through him, but then disappeared. It was an abomination. It deserved to die. But he had to protect his two heirs. Grim began to run, snarling viciously. But no matter how fast he ran the large wolf remained the same distance away....

Grim jolted awake as his mate laid down beside him. "Lusa?" He questioned drowsily. "What's wrong?" He began to instantly worry about their pups. Quickly glancing in their direction he calmed. They all slept soundly, cuddled together. A small smile of affection crawled across his muzzle. It had only been a dream. Grim eyed the white pup darkly. Was it a glimpse into her future? He contemplated the idea before tossing it away. He didn't believe in such things.