Wapun Meadow i have no mother, i have no father, i have no face

Sif had been cuddling Poet she saw Xan's wife heading out of the territory. For a few long moments, she simply curled closer to Poet and tried to close her eyes once more. But the memories of their play came back to her, and with a cajoling wuff, she stood and began trying to entire Poet away from their bed.

Whether or not she was successful, the siren-call of her new friend was too much to bear. She began trotting along the wolf's trail, ears pressed intently forward as she searched the other out. Finally, she appeared in the meadow, and with another happy bark, Sif began loping toward her, doing a quick circle around the other and snapping her jaws in the most playful gesture she could make.

Come get me! she pleaded with her body, hoping they could play again.