Jade Fern Grove that which we call a rose

Kieran was never very far from the pack lands if he could help it. He was not getting any younger and he was tired of moving about all the time. He would leave to hunt and that was all, coming home at night. His muzzle hairs were even getting a little lighter, he thought, but had been to embarrassed to ask anyone.

Today was a liesurely day, and he was a little bit anxious for some rest and relaxation. He made his way towards the nearby river, stopping to sniff some flowers along the way. His green eyes fell upon the form of Miss. Bazi and he chuffed to her gently. He settled nearby and looked her over. 'Owaya Miss Bazi