Ashen listened to the calming fire around her. Being a hellhound had its perks. She was the alpha female of the pack, and since Burnt's father was dead, She had to be extra alert with her pup. The little one yawned and opened his acid-colored eyes and looked up at his mother. He then closed them again and put a paw on his mother's muzzle. Ashen held him close and smiled.
"Nobody can take you away from me, Burnt" She whispered.
Burnt wagged his tail, and smiled.
Ashen and Burnt. My newest charicters.