Blackfeather Woods nature's cruelty

Kadence hadn't really been around pups all that often, considering she was still sort of one herself. The distinct sounds of a little baby drew her away from her resting spots and further into the woods where she spotted one of Meldresi's pups batting at an injured bird that lay on the cold snow. She suppressed a laugh at his tiny figure observing the bird carefully.

She padded up to the tiny wolf, her eyes warm as she studied him, noticing his cute little eyes that were almost complete opposite in color, one blazing orange and one a stark silver contrast to his dark fur.

"Hi there, little one. I'm Kadence." she greeted softly, not sure if he understood what she was saying or not.