Blackfoot Forest "for Mrs. Long has just been here,

She glanced up from the stream where she sat, a pack call from the lover's grove only meant one thing. The mating ceremony was taking place, or the first of them anyways. She wasn't sure. With a deep breath she got up and loped in the direction of the grove.

She weaved amongst the rose bushes, white fur flashing like a beacon. She was one of the first to arrive it seemed. Sitting down in what looked like a good audience area she nodded to her Alpha. She was trembling with nerves, nervous that it might be her getting mated.