The Sunspire a basket of fruit

The Sunspire was home to many natural treasures, and while Eldershade Grove was not Summer's favorite of these from an aesthetic standpoint, it was certainly one of his favorite training grounds. The gnarled roots and labyrinth of tree trunks and undergrowth were perfect for practicing both his endurance and agility, while darting around, over and under was a great workout for his muscles as well. Even if he could spare no time to do anything else that day, a thirty minute run through the Grove always left him feeling satisfyingly sore and exhausted.

Such was the Ostrega's intention that day as well as he wove swiftly through the tangled woods. He had not expected to come across a packmate during his work out, though - especially one he'd never seen before. Summer skidded to a stop just after leaping down into the soft loam from a tall, thick tree root. His eyes narrowed as he spied the outline of a wolf between the trees, swathed in grays and charcoals with patches of beige. Not wanting to disturb him, but also feeling compelled to greet him, Summer chuffed lightly at him to get his attention.