~Saphire~
Saphire's eyes opened slowly as the morning rays of the sun filtered through the mouth of her den. She stood and stretched her blue eyes a glow. She stiffled a yawn as she padded out into the clearing where her wolves slept. She shook her pelt which sent some dust flying. She breathed in deeply, she could smell mating season approaching, she knew she would have to find a mate soon. She waited as the camp begun to stir, she would have to organize a hunting party soon, seeing as their kill pile was so low.
~Bane~
Bane stirred from his sleep and stood, he padded outside to see Saphire and some of the other already awake. He padded over to the kill pile and began to eat some of the remains of a deer they had killed yesterday.