Silvertip Mountain Dear Rabbit

As she came to the rock the wolf was laying on she came to meet chaska as he had called himself. She was excited as always to meet him and suddenly he asked her an intriguing question."Do I like stories? That's an understatement. I love stories! It always fun to listen and there's always a lesson to be learned from them. I would make stories myself if I had enough creativity in me." She said gleefully wondering why he wanted to know.

Maybe it was something they had in common or maybe he would tell her one. At the thought of hearing a story she immeaditly sat down hoping to hear one. The last story she had heard was from her pup days when her mother and siblings were still around. She didn't think to deep into that though, not wanting to ruin her cheerful mood.