we made our blight

Blue Willow chuckled as the youth scratched his back. Something she often did in the morning herself. Blue Willow if she had heard his thoughts would have concurred that there were an abundant amount of darker color wolves than most. Good morning. I am Blue Willow healer and beta of the pack. She offered him a small smile and a tail wag. She raised an eyebrow another disarrino there were many of them, almost too many. Their mother was definitely a happy producer so to speak and it seemed that she did not have small litters. Ah another one so are you a brother or a nephew or a cousin? She was curious as to how this one was related to her friend Peregrine.