Dawnlark Plains XLVII

Survival was the only goal in life and instinct was a powerful thing. Every fiber of the young girl’s being worked to keep her alive. As they walked through the strange territory caution mixed with excitement to create discomfort, and so Saturday’s Sunset found herself on alert as she watched for both prey and threats.

But her Father possessed a lifetime of wisdom and experience. Much like Lilia had done, his confident presence eased the girl and showed her the true way.

Saturday’s Sunset heard his baritone bark. She yapped eagerly in response. Then, her walk became a trot, which rolled into a gallop. With each long stride, the young she-wolf could feel her muscles gaining strength and power.