Through a veil (Any healers?)

Crescendo dutifully rose and followed the living shadow. He was liking the pack more and more. The idea of living in caves appealed to him in a way, perhaps because he had spent much of his puppyhood in a pack like this one. He not seen many wolves as of yet, and guessed that they were in the caves. Caves he liked, they had a sort of darkness and coldness about them that was much like himself.

(Sorry for supershortness, I am being kicked off this computer.)