Nala/Female/10 weeks/outside pack territory/open
Nala laid her head down on her paws, as she watched a leaf blow in a gentle breeze. Her stomach growled, indicating that she was hungry. "If only you could be food," she growled at the green leaf.
Musashi/male/10 weeks/outside pack territory/open
He padded over to where Nala was laying, "if that leaf was food, we wouldn't be able to get it." He said, in a gentle voice. Musashi sat down next to his sister, "how is your leg feeling?" He asked, with a hint of concern in his voice. The day before, Nala had been bitten on the leg by a fox. Her leg had been so sore, that it made their journey near to impossible. "Here, I got you something to eat," he pushed a dead mouse over to her. "I didn't catch it, or anything. I found it already dead, I think it's an old mouse."
I'm a dog musher, in the United States. I mostly do sprint but plan on doing a few mid-distance races.