Rolling Rolling Rolling....

[Snowball]

The bright sunset settled over the hills. It was red, orange, and purple light outside, and Snowball felt right at home in these hills. It was summer, not a white wolfs favorite season, but it still felt good to be in the hills.

“Heheh” said the male, in his playful voice. Time to have a little fun…. And with that climbed to the very top of the hill. It wasn’t a hard time: Snowbal used his front legs to push, and sprang on his back legs, like a toad.

The hawks and eagles were out on the mountains ahead. “CRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAWWW” they shouted, with great enthusiasm. Of course, Snowball could care less about some stupid Raptors. He was going to roll…

Finally, at the top of the hill, he got on his back and rolled down. He howled as he felt the quick, spinning motion. The grass was soft on his fur, and Snowball was having a grand old time.

“Aaaah….” Said Snowball, shaking the grass and dirt off of his fur. “What a blast!”

[romulas]

*The tri colored vixen auds shifted in his direction. She heard the laugher. She walked in silance along the snow drifts approching the sounds and following the new scent. She came to a stop unpleasently surpised. What was this foolish brute doing. Her maw parted and gaped in a scoffing gesture*

"What a glorious waist of time."

*She scolded from her perch attop the snow drift. She was small bodied but well toned amber eyes focsed keenly on him in impressed*

[Snowball]

OOC: its spring, by the way, so no snowdrifts. I’ll just imagine that it’s a perch atop a rock

BIC: A glorious waste of time? Never in Snowballs life had he heard someone say that to a playing wolf! Did she know he was only a teenager? Teenagers were SUPPOSED to be playful. It was the rules of life.

The trees blew in the light breeze. As Snowball saw it, he waved his tail to the flow of the trees, just to see what it felt like to be a tree.

He recited a poem in his head:

Oh tree, oh tree, oh glorious tree
With rosy buds and green leaves
How I scatch your thunks
But I’m scared of your bees

He was going to remember that one. Oh yes. He’d tell his pups, and they’d tell their pups, and they’d tell their pups. That is, if he started a pack.

Eyes glowing, he stopped with the trees and instead turned his attention to the rolling hills. They were beautiful this evening, scattering the land like acne. Snowball could see the mountains beyond the hills. That’s where he’d make his pack: in a mountain range.

Oh how he couldn’t wait to get a pack up and running. How fun it would be, commanding the troops.

As the eagles died down, night started to set in. Snowball heard one last “CRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAW” and then it was gone. Whered the eagles go, he asked himself. Probably sleeping for the night.

How, sleeping hours for an eagle were hunting, and playing, hours for a wolf. Escpecially a full-of-energy wolf like Snowball.

The white male walked up to the white alpha, saying “Hello, I’m Snowball. Pleased to meet your acquaintance. I’m planning on starting a pack when I’m older. I can smell you’re an alpha”. He then, tail low, bowed down in respect to the alpha. “What pack are you from?” he asked, curious. He didn't realise this would probably make the white wolf angry. Rather, he kept his tail low.

[romulas]

[]ooc: Um...Enya was speaking to him not romulas. Your new so I'll clear it up. If you see my sig, and the color the text is on each picture thats the color they type in red is my spit fire Enya, and Blue is my noble alpha. It's cool, will shade she wandered off and the alpha came up...that'd work lol[]

*The Ivory Brute turned crystalian blue orbs to the younger and his pup like antics. He reminded him of his son, that he had lost due to thoes cruel creatures with 2 legs and sticks that made thunder and fire all at once. This could prove well for this small wolf. The light breeze lifted his ivory pelt in a small dance as he stood a white spot on the quickeningly dark background. When he was spoken to his dail turned to reviel a rabbit clenched in his jaw. He tossed his head and sent the rabbit on a small roll down the hill to the young ones feet*

"Thats very kind of you. Yes I am an alpha, of the only pack in this area. The Garden Grove. It's quiet beautiful, wild flowers, rivers and plenty of game. If you wish to grow into an alpha you had better eat something to replinsih your energy."

*This tones were strong and noble as he stood help high the image of strenght but not agression as he padded down the hill pauseing near him*

"I am Romulas, it is good to meet another, would you care for a home child?"