Bearclaw Valley the underdog

His cries made his brother release him, giving him a chance to stand up and shake himself off. His eyes widened, realizing he kinda enjoyed it. A little. The other growled the word Noisee. He tilted his head, not sure what to make of this word. He did know the pale wolf was angry, so his voice dropped to a whisper. "Noiseeee," he hissed softly.

 He looked over at the other bigger wolf. He looked like the one who had taken him. Maybe he knew where his sister was. So he waddled right up to that big wolf and whispered, "Peeridot." The youngster didn't wait for a reply. He waddled around the den, looking for another white ball of fluff. But it was only the boy. So he came up to the mysterious wolf, jumping up on him so his paws touched his shoulders and he stood upright. "Bulder? Peeridot?" He waited silently for an answer. Maybe the slightly bigger wolf knew where they were!