Bearclaw Valley Into the woods

But a moment as beautiful as it was could last so long, until Nunataq reminded herself that she was the tomboyish independent boss-she-wolf here. Right after Arlette had expressed her wish for her friend to join Easthollow, she snorted, got to her feet and shook her coat heartily, as if the earlier experience had been thoroughly stressful to her.

Then she jumped off the rock, turned around and looked up at Arlette, tail wagging, eyes twinkling in mischief, lips smiling. She stretched and after another hearty shake was ready for some action. Again. Come along! She beckoned and took off in the forest.

I will wrap it up here and we can go on in a new one?