Pups

Fawnstep and Luke leaped onto the rock with a smooth leap. They let out a rippling howl and the pack gathered below them.

"What is it alpha?" Barked Spirit excitedly.

Fawnstep throws a glowing look at her mate.

"I'm expecting pups!"

The pack jumps and wags their tails happily, their eyes shining.

"That's wonderful!" yelped Nanack.

I believe a hunt is in order we need food if there are going to be pups! Barked Crow.

The wolves run off to hunt.