Sawtooth Spire The Stories of the Sunspire Mountains

She smiled at the offer and it hadn’t been the first many had asked her to join them. “I don’t see why not.” She said with a smile on her muzzle.

This time she felt good about it because it wasn’t out of obligation of the potential babies. “If we find a pack that would allow me and my potential children I’d be happy to join a pack with you.” 

Companionship could be nice, she had remembered the she wolf who had helped with her last litter and it was nice to have someone around.