Swiftcurrent Creek Pulcinella

Arric wasn't sure if the little she wolf liked him as much as Mae Mae or Nico or Jakub. Though a sharp pain reminder that they weren't all here. He had failed as an uncle and best friend.

Today though his shadow fell over the tiny little pup that he had carried in her earliest moments and maw curled up into a smile. 

A soft chuff for she was not like Mae who was loud and boisterous.