Whitefish River The white wind calls

”Speedy!” Em exclaimed as she rounded the corner and trotted to his side. How did she do that? As a scout and aspiring hunter Emrik relied on his hearing, but somehow Speedy could get by without any indication.

He jumped and spun around to greet her. ”Nothing’s wrong! Everything is fine.” He gave a shake to try and disperse some of his tense energy. He smiled at her a little to brightly, but if it had been an emergency he wouldn’t hide it from her so he hoped she understood there wasn’t anything to drastic to worry about.

”How was your morning?” He dipped his head a little and greeted her a head bump and a gentle wag of his tail. ”Mohe ans Malila were bored so I sent them off with Connor to do something fun.” Em knew she’d ask eventually, so he anticipated and answered before she could ask. ”Im not sure when they’ll be back, but I can’t imagine Connor would want to miss out on entertaining them.” Emrik smiled at the man’s energy. And was grateful their kids had been born into such a stable and loving pack