Silvertip Mountain Group Story Time

The story teller continued with his grand tale, Krypton was already leaning forward with excitement. As words formed and fell from his lips, she was left waiting to hear the end. A bear towering over a loner wolf, he was going to be dead. At least, that's what would normally happen. No bears where happy with wolves, vice versa anyways. It was just a matter of living with one another and avoiding each other.

Chaska's cliffhanger made her tail wag a mile a minute, her attention dead on Chaska. She formed no words, her face described everything. Curiosity.