Silvertip Mountain What is Love?

As the words of the story continued, the burly female felt guilty as he spoke. It sounded as if he was threading in their past experience with each other before into the story now. How she turned him down, didn't really do anything to help besides finding him and escorting him home. She wondered where the tale would take the turn or what would happen.

"Waiting for what?" She asked, her curiosity peaking. She felt as if she was a pup listening to her grandparent's stories about their ancestors and the morals of the pack. I probably sound immature, but this story is pretty good. Chaska isn't that bad as I thought...