Larksong Grotto Yay! You survived a month!

The ear moved! Seff yipped in alarm at the moving thing, backing off a moment. The male spoke to him, and Seff felt happy. He liked his new friend, Eaazz, quite a bit. He made a happy little sound as he toddled toward the wolf's side, sniffing his fur. He had begun to realize that wolves had different scents, and that this one smelt different from Mother and black wolf. With a coo, Seff scrambled onto the wolf's shoulders, draping himself over the wolf's back as he struggled to get up. Seff felt quite comfortable in the new male's company. Why would he feel differnt? No one had shown him anything other than kindness and love in his short life, and at the moment, Seff was pretty convinced that all wolves were nice and loved him. Of course, that would not last long.