~Wolves of Silver Mist~ A Role Play Always accepting!

Arrow finished drinking from the stream, and stepped back. He licked the remaining water in his muzzle off, then started padding back to the den site

Ferron had caught a quick glimpse of his alpha. He called a friendly greeting,"Hey Arrow!"

Nova laid down by a barren bush.
 
Raven was resting by a tree where a rare ray of sunlight shone. Her ears swiveled when picked up her name being said?
 
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