Silvertip Mountain Beanstalks And Broomsticks

With her new found freedom, Adeline was always looking for an adult to tag along with. She had gotten into the habit of sort of attaching herself to the first one that came along, not exactly trying to give them a choice on the matter. She just couldn't help it. It was like her brain was always on the move and her body needed to keep up or else she got bored and cranky. 

She was happy to hear a howl go up, calling any wolves that might be near. She was near! Well, near enough, she supposed, as they were both in Silvertip Mountain territory. She scrambled up and didn't waste time trying to find the caller. She came to a halt when he came into view. She couldn't remember meeting this male, though he reminded her of Grayday. Her tail wagged, and she gave a puppy grin, hoping this male would be as fun as the others.