by Joyfeather16 » Mon Nov 19, 2012 8:08 am
Deimos rolled his eyes softly at her and gently swiped at her ear with a playful snarl. Even though considered adults now, he always loved to play around with his friend.
(What's Maya look like?)
Myst stalked into camp calmly and settled down on her own, head on her paws. She knew that most of the pack thought her mother had just possibly been a rogue and they had let it slide and felt sorry for her when she was tiny.