Silvertip Mountain Play is the highest form of research

She trotted through the underbrush as if she had just been released from prison, giggling as she went along. She hadn't been this far from the den, and it felt exhilarating. How come no one had ever taken her out like this before? Ezekiel was quickly becoming her favorite wolf here, as it seemed he gave her what she wanted, like gnawing on his ear, or taking her out hunting!

All of a sudden, the large male was in front of her, commanding her to stop. She slid to a halt, her green eyes wide as she stared up at him. Had he not chuckled, she might have been frightened. Still, she was shocked, though recovered quickly as he asked what she seen. She looked around quickly before turning her gaze back on him. Trees 'n' stuff, she replied, fully thinking that was the answer he was looking for. It was what she saw.