Lost Creek Hollow The Sharpest Lives

Sherlock nodded. A little walk wouldn't harm him too much. He was almost jumping up and down like a hyperactive puppy when he heard he had no serious illness. He would most likely bounce back as soon as possible just he could see the pack and who his new family was.

A soft smile spread across his face. He had a chance to join a newly formed pack and anyone or anything who would like to get in his way would be taken down. Excitement and pure joy were shown in his bight baby blue eyes. He felt like a puppy once again.