Silvertip Mountain Our holiday resort

Raissa had been thinking about the pups since the 'event'. She wished so hard that she would take and that had distracted her for the past couple days. That fact showed in her hunt of the day. The only thing she had managed to catch that day was a scrawny pheasant, she was sure it wasn't even full grown yet.

She had just buried her pheasant in one of the caches near their den and was walking towards their cave when she heard Fitz call out for her. Raissa's ears perked as she quickened her pace towards him, her eyes searching until she found his light grey shape. She smiled and hurried up to him, giving him a quick lick on the cheek. Here heat was over and she felt much better already.

"I'm here." she replied, sitting down in front of him.