Emberflame Ridge YouTube is basically a time machine

The clouds above were heavy, creating alluring pictures one could spot easily. Jolon watched them as he carried a dead mouse between his teeth. He had caught it to fill his appetite, but realized he couldn't take all the food he caught. He was part of a team now, a family, and he was sure there were wolves way more hungry than him in the to-be tribe. So he decided to give it to the dragoness, as a gift for all the things she had done. He knew it wasn't much compared to what she had given him, but it was the idea behind it that counted for Jolon. He set out, his nose in the snow, trying to find her syrupy scent. It didn't take long for him to find it and his nose led him outside the borders of their to-be home, which was strange to him. Asterr was not the one to disappear so suddenly, not while the preparations for their tribe were almost finished. So he sped up his pace, now galloping over unknown lands searching for the raven female.

After a few minutes that felt like hours to him, he spotted an ebony pelt in the distance. Of course this could be any one with a dark pelt, but the scent of Asterr had led him to this place. It had to be her. When he got closer he saw that, indeed, it was his to-be alphess, but she wasn't alone. Another wolf's feminine scent lingered around here. And then he spotted the white female. He hurried to the dragoness, still carrying the dead mouse.

Hello. The first thing that came out of his blood covered muzzle was interrupted by the fact he was carrying a dead animal. He tried to keep calm, but his eyes revealed how tired he was from running. He looked at Asterr, and sat down besides the two females. He dropped the mouse on the ground near the bright spirit.Brought you breakfast. He said with a proud smile on his muzzle. His focus shifted towards the white female.And who might you be? He asked friendly, but in his own cold way.