Silvertip Mountain Dear Rabbit

Anyone from STM. Headed for specialty Storyteller

Chaska felt it was time to get back into his routine. He hadn't remembered the last story he did being too recent, and wanted to keep in tune with that part of him. Looking up at the sky for inspiration, he found one when he saw a cloud like a rabbit. And close to it, the shape of a predator, lying next to it. It seemed it was no mere coincidence, and that gave him the exact inspiration he needed. He called out for anyone of his packmates, and waited for someone to arrive so he could begin. He seated himself on a low rock, so no matter how many came, he could see all their reactions at once. He liked to see their reactions, whether it was awe or fright. It brought him pride in his stories. The thought brought a smile to his face.