Blackbeak Bluff PASSING THROUGH EVERYBODY

It seemed Frost didn't mind his personality one bit when she laughed. He had met someone ,a few days ago, that wasn't so fond of his jokes nor his cockiness. The boy remembered her still, Spring was her name, he recalled. But this female was like the complete opposite of Spring. The way Frost didn't want to stay far away from him but rather close, her appearance and the fact that she had come to him instead of the other way around.

The masked boy's face lit up even more when she mentioned she wanted to join a pack, looking at her as she moved closer and sat down. He followed her lead, placing his bum on the cold snowy-sandy ground. A shiver ran down his spine when he came in contact with a patch of snow and he shook his tail to get it away. If only it were Spring yet, he thought. He returned his gaze to the silvery female sitting beside him, now washing her pelt. I'm travellin' as well, right now. He said, softly putting his muzzle on her shoulder because he saw a little dried mud. Once he got it off, he continued. Would ya mind me tagging along? Two wolves are better than one when it comes to survivin'. He asked, his head tipping to the left, a cheeky smile on his features.