The pack is growing

Dreamer was still waiting for more wolves wiling to come on the patrol."If we don't lay our border soon," She growled."Other packs may wander in and take our territory." Just as she finished speaking, she heard voices outside of camp. She dove into the shadows, just as four wolves entered. They looked around for a moment, with all the wolves staring at them. Then Dreamer slipped out from behind them.

"What business do you have here?" She asked, not stern, but not exactly friendly."Well," A tan she-wolf said thoughtfully."Is this a pack?" "Yes.." Dreamer's face twisted into a smile."Would you like to join us?" A smaller black and white wolf came forward."Of course!" He snorted."Do you have any idea how we've been living the past moon?" Dreamer frowned at his rudeness."Yes, I do." Her yellow eyes hardened, and the wolf stepped back. Dreamer, pretty as she was, could be very intimidating."I shall announce you then." Her wiry legs carried her swiftly to the SmoothRock.

Softening her eyes for the rest of the pack, Dreamer called them together."All those old enough to catch their own prey join beneath the SmoothRock for a pack meeting!" The wolfves came together, murmuring about the new arrivals."What are your names?" She asked the two older wolves."I'm Sola," The tan one spoke."And I'm Thunder." The black she-wolf finally spoke up."Then Sola and Thunder shall be fighters of Stormpack!" THe pack gathered around, then soon settled down to listen.

"And how about you two?" She looked the the younger ones. To Dreamers relief, a white she-wolf stepped forward."I'm Quicksilver, and that's Streak." In that case. You will both be Trainees. Quicksilver, I shall be your mentor. Streak," Dreamer scanned the clearing."Your mentor shall be Pine." The all touched noses, and Dreamer headed to the entrance."Come, Shadow. You, Quicksilver and I shall lay down the borders."