Blackfoot Forest A Strong Mind, But Weak Heart

*snatches Sam threads*

She was finally able to run without pain in her shoulder, seeing as the fox bite had fully healed at last. It no longer ripped down the center when she moved and had healed fabulously. Now if the fur could just grow back over it and hide it she would be happy.

She was enjoying her new found running, having spent the day chasing off foxes. Maybe not a smart idea since she had only just healed from her last run in with foxes but no matter.

She slowed to a stop outside the Lover's grove. As the wind shifted, she caught scent of Samuel. She would never admit it but she had maybe, just maybe, a teeny little crush on him. He had quickly become her favorite wolf in the pack to talk to. They just seemed to click in her opinion. Even if they ended up mating other wolves she would be content being his friend.

With a wagging tail she trotted into the grove. She soon caught sight of him amongst the roses, sniffing at one with a smile on his face. She smiled warmly at him,"Hey Sam!"