Broken Antler Fen Good girls Bad guys

As he stared at her slack jawed she began to wonder if it was the wrong thing to say. Perhaps he didn't want to be friends? Kareja shuffled a paw in the loose dirt anxiously, glancing up in surprise at the next words to escape his mouth. A huge grin threatened to split her face in two and her tail thumped the ground loudly on happiness.

Broken Antler Fen was a familial pack, one built on relationships amongst its members. When Kareja had joined most of the other wolves were already close to each other which left her like the new kid of a class looking for somewhere to sit at lunch. Besides a few other odd ends-Val,Horosk,and Fallen Star-Kareja had pretty much been her own friend. It was good to finally have one member who seemed to like her hanging around.

Starting for the bush as she tried very conciously not to fall over again, Kareja began to scour it thoroughly. "Dunno. It's possible though. Though I think I'd prefer not to get another one of those stuck in my fur again."