Hiding away from cold wind blowing

Always on the lookout... Osprey thought, when she spotted a black wolf in odd proportions charging in her direction. Only, when she came closer, did she recognize her friend Blue willow. To say that she had changed would be an understatement. Someone had swapped the she-wolf she had known a month and a half ago with a wolf, who was round as a barrel and walked in a funny way. But the happiness she was greeted with flushed away any doubts she had had. If all of the world were to reject her than Blue willow and Peregrine would probably be the two people to welcome her with open hands.

"Hey!" she said and walked over to sniff Willow's muzzle and give an affectionate nuzzle at her cheek and neck. "I have missed you like crazy," she told her. It was then that she noticed another familiar figure in the distane. "Dante! I am so glad to see you," she welcomed him to come closer. None of them seemed to be angry at her at the first glance. Maybe all would turn out for the best in the end.