Mama whatched as the eggs hatched earlier than normal. She headed back to her cave as the new crocks set out for their mamas. Sbe sighed at the thought of pups. But alas, no wolf ever went to the marsh. She had been raised by crocks,and seldom ventured farther than the edge rock. She ccurled up and fell asleep,listening too the sound of the marsh.
January 19th 2013, 12:28 am