Whitebark Stream Our future days, days of you and me.

He remained down in the dirt for a moment, before he shifted his weight in an effort to alleviate discomfort. Not surprisingly, his trip had attracted the attention of his father, who was swift to attend. Winter blinked up at him, silently apologetic, and gave a few awkward little wags of his peppered tail.

"I wanted to see where you were going," he answered sheepishly as the gilded Alpha helped him find his feet, hopeful that he would not insist on his return to the family den. "Can I come?"