Stone Circle Big Hairy Trouble

Myrna flipped to her back in fear when Grey put his paw down. The yearling waited to be struck down for her mistake but instead she relaxed when Greyback's voice changed to be softer. She scooted back to stand before the large bear and wagged her tail as she listened to him. "What I am good at?", she said to the empty space between her and the gray mountain of fur.

Her blue eyes widened in panic as she could not think of anything. It was obvious he was judging her worth and if she failed to impress then she would be alone again. The yearling jumped onto her back feet and hopped repeatedly in a circle, it was a trick of hers that once impressed her mother. After the fourth turn she started to get tired and stopped while panting. Myrna knew that was not what Greyback was looking for and she began to panic again. "I- I- can smell good!!", she suddenly exclaimed.

Her ebony nose inhaled deeply as it took in the surrounding area. There were many smells but she could pick them apart. She turned and sprinted off to a patch of taller grass. There was a field mouse in it but it could not hide from the anxiety ridden she-wolf. It would be a present for the young master, even though Greyback didn't want her near West, maybe she could still feed him. She enjoyed helping with the younger pups and this would be her only chance to get a good first impression.

She dropped the crushed mouse a few feet in front of West and wagged her tail, "I can smell real good", she stated again as she looked at Greyback.