Meadowlark Prairie Long journey home

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The first thing that Spruce noticed of the new wolf was their scent. Clearly female. She had the alluring scent of a thunderstorm. The scent matched her like a lightning strike, sharp and quick movements, ready to attack at a moments notice. Her black fur made her stick out like a sore thumb in the midst of the pure white powdery snow.

Spruce tried to warn Moonshadow before any harsh decisions were to be made “Moonshadow wait.” Spruce said, stepping in front of Moonshadow to protect her. “We don’t want any trouble.We’re sorry, we didn’t know that there was a territory here. We’re just trying to go to my friend Moonshadow’s birth den.”

He looked sternly over at the new wolf, trying to assert dominance to at least walk away freely. “Please let us rest here and then we will leave you.”.