Silvertip Mountain Life changes, but memories don't.

A new body was in the den. Solemn did not sense him until he had already entered and taken in each of their scents. The boy wiggled in his spot as he woke up, letting out a huge puppy yawn and looking towards the new wolf. He was browny looking, but let fuzzy than usual. The child stared at him with interest and confusion, wondering where the usual white-furred male was. She-beast was nowhere to be found, but his siblings emitted enough heat and therefore he did not mind. Maybe She-beast had exchanged the white one for him? Solemn stared at him with blue-green eyes and wonder.