Hushed Willows your heart knows things your mind can`t explain

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Snarl was loping down the rock-hill at considerable speed, but it seemed to go on forever. He decided to rename it the not-hill, and began to slowly meander down the slope and into the tree-Pack that was slowly taking over the ground. The Omega-trees cowered away as he brushed past them, but he yelped and ran once when he accidentally flicked his tail onto an Alpha-tree. That was closer than he liked to get. The leaves were nice, though - cool and soft like den-rock.

But then a scent caught his nostrils and suddenly he didn`t care about the tree-Pack anymore. An Alpha? A he-Alpha, too!

Snarl threw back his head and howled in childish glee and greeting, unaware of how far into the territory he was. He would have an Alpha again! A master, a teller, a commander! He howled these things, and a million more that wolfspeak could never say.

@Warbone :3