Moonsong Glacier To regard the frost and the boughs

Oh, joy! Absolute joy was in those forest-green eyes. Work, work, work - Silver Shadow seemed to lead them now and he seemed to like work. Dark Boulder he could barely understand more than a simple high from and she loved work from what he knew. 

He, too, had fallen into routine work - but each wolf needed to earn their keep, so he did the work.

But he was a pup at heart, and his tongue lolled out and over his teeth as he bent into a play bow, poised to chase this Eira.

Fallen Sun still liked Winter Song better as a name, it was pretty. Eira was too, he guessed, but still.

Yah- the soft bark was filled with excitement. You wanna run? I wanna run!