Silvertip Mountain Tall Tails

Mason wasn’t entirely sure how he felt when the story had finished. He sat dumbstruck for a few moments. So that was why his dad was teaching him to howl. In case any of his friends ended up in the moon. Mason was glad that the wolf still got to talk to his friend, but the thought of June ending up on the moon made him panic. He felt his heart flutter and tried to calm it – they would only go to the moon if he told them about the magic moon stone.


Mason swallowed his fear and managed a smile, although it appeared pasted on his muzzle with a certain frailty. “But he gotta see his friend still, so’s he musta been happy.” Mason managed, and his tail began to wag again. “An’ that’s why we’s howl.” He added.

Suddenly he tilted his head back and let out a wavering note, closing his eyes as the sun threatened to burn them with its rays.