Star howled again. She moved into a threatening stance and glanced around the camp at all of the wolves. Her fur was on edge, her ears were pinned back, and her teeth were bared.
Xavier peeked out of his den when he heard Star's angry howls. He wasn't sure who to check up on first. White Flame, or Star. He jumped from his rock and padded to Daze. "Which one do you want to take care of?" He whispered. He was more worried for White Flame. After all, Xavier had told Star to get mad at White Flame about Blaze. Xavier assumed that was what they were fighting about. He wanted to comfort his sister, but he knew she would be angry with him.