The Sunspire Frisky bitz thief

Wherever Asterr would go, Leo would try his very hardest to follow. He had not the independence of regular wolves his age, far from it. The boy would most likely never develop in the same way most wolves had. So special, a dark wisp had whispered in his ear.

So when he heard her familiar call, Leo couldn't stop himself from tracking it down. Footfalls were cautious, yet had a quick pace in it. He found himself yearning to be by the dark female. She reminded him of a very warm and caring presence. Something even he could understand perfectly. She was like his mother to him, his only one. One that always came back. One he could not, no, would not ever leave. Asterr was the only thing pure in this world anymore.

When he saw her dark form in the distance he couldn't contain from calling: "Asterr!" He was in a great mood already, that was until he saw another dark form. One that was unknown. Leo skidded to a halt, lowering his body to the ground. The stranger can more than likely see his bright pelt on the somewhat flat slope. There was no use hiding.

The more closer the male became, the more anxious he got. Something about him made him uneasy. He reminded Leo of a dark day. A storm.

oh boy..